Happily, the gate wasn't locked, and she went through it and around the house to where her car was parked on the street.Five minutes later she was dri...ing aimlessly around town, with no destination in mind.Eventually she realized she was driving along one of the routes she and Chad sometimes ran on.She was sure she was being silly. He might have just gone home, when she didn't show up to run. He was probably sitting on his couch right now, drinking a beer, watching whatever men like him watched. ”“Traditions,” Quinn corrected again.Jack buttoned her shirt. “It has been years and I still don’t understand any of it.”“You know what to do if you ever tire of the confusion.” Quinn knelt and helped Jack put her boots on.“Just because you don’t make any sense does not mean I want to be rid of you, Quinn. I like you. You’re the only one I know I can trust,” Jack smiled.“Thank you, Mistress,” Quinn said with a small bow. He opened the cabin door and followed Jack out.______________ Will raised. Easily, Mrs. Grayson's deft fingers reached in and clasped the thickly swollen mass of Tim's cock. Only his features reflected the emotion he felt as her fingers began a slow up and down movement on the nakedly exposed flesh of his erect cock."Yes... uh huh... uh huh..." he kept on talking to Thelma Cassidy, the imperious mother of three boys; Tim, the eldest; Ron, his adviser and manager through two successively successful campaigns; and Rick, the playboy lawyer.Mrs. Grayson held Tim's. ” She paused again to see if we were all still following her.“Seiu Ito san is generally recognized as “the Father of Modern Kinbaku” as we in the West know it today. It was him who started studying and researching Hojojutsu, “the art of binding a prisoner of war”, and it is him that is credited with the creation of Kinbaku as we know it today, though it is noted that he drew inspiration from other art forms of the 19th Century including the Japanese Geisha, Kabuki theater, and old Ukiyoe.