I will never judge you badly if you tell me what you want, what you do. I don’t know that I would have liked it, at the time, but we could have disc...ssed it.”I nodded. I knew Larry was right.“Who knows?” he said, chuckling softly, “I might have been open to experimenting with you.”I grinned at him. “That would have saved us a lot of trouble,” I admitted.“Under the circumstances,” he began, “I hope you understand that I had to tell Josh that his sculptures, well, what’s left of them after you. I heard the box open softly. The next thing I knew, he had grabbed my wrists and was tying them together. My wrists were bound together at one end of the soft, fuzzy scarf, and the other end was attached to our bed frame. I was now all his, and he had the control. "What are you doing?" Getting ready to fuck you like you've never been fucked before." I told you go to bed."He got in bed, and hovered over my body. He kissed my lips softly before saying, "You don't fool me. I knew if I fell for. ”Dave then looked at Sonja, and said, “You’re still naked. Are you planning to walk into the club that way?”“Oh, no. The small bag I handed you when I got in holds a little something I can slip into as soon as we arrive. I’ll straighten up my hair and face right now. And if you’ll hand me the bag once I’m somewhere I can stand up, it’ll just take a few seconds for me to slip into it.”“So you’ll be getting out of the limo totally naked, so everyone standing in line to get in will be able to see. Heather is very hot, smoking hot petite body, to die for ass, pert little tities, jet black hair, great face. She works out, is smart, and a real bitch! Her husband Rick is a class one dickhead. He is good looking, has a perfect yard, all muscled up, always driving a new car, rich. Together they think they are better than everyone else, they put everyone else down to make themselves look good. You know the type, their shit does not stink. Every neighborhood has a couple like this. Heather is.