I even got a tentative smile with dinner. One of the ladies must have had a word or two with her.I actually went to sleep at dusk with a little help f...om my diminishing first aid kit.Armand was sitting on a chair outside my open door when I awoke. From his position he could see all three of our doors on this floor.It looked like the ladies thought that I needed to be watched over, too. Not that I could blame them. I was out of it last night."Morning, Armand. Did you have a quiet night?" I asked. A tasty confection resulting in lifeextended beyond what nature intended. Twice she had missed the lifeforceshe had planned to ride. A little bit of planning, and she would be backon top and in control of Jessica?s life force. It was so much easier ifthings just went to plan. Now it will be work and planning to get backwhat Laura has lost.This one seemed a little different. She will need to be careful in herplanning this time. Although it was a little scary the last two times, herlife force was. She took a few more bites. The doorbell hadn't rung.Hmm, she thought. The gate was open, maybe it was just someone turning around in her driveway. She finished her cereal. She watched TV some more, still wondering about the headlights and the motor she had heard. She had to return to her studying anyway.She got up and peeked through the kitchen window. Sure enough, it was there, a very familiar blue Bronco. She squinted, and saw him. He was still sitting in his car, his head on the steering. There was noattempt to speak. She smiled and thought... "This is the tightest."Her rope work took the same path as the gag. The sex shop plastic cuffswere tight. The clothesline from the garage was tighter. The bondagerope and straps used with skill from her lessons at the local bondagemunch was the tightest. He no longer escaped from her bondage.She found herself liking this control. Research led her to their next setof adventures.He found wearing a full coverage bra and girdle uncomfortable.