“Haha. Fine, just fine. Even better now I’m here. Where exactly is my Sister anyway?” “She’s at work ‘till seven. “Good, we’ve got so...e time to talk then! Better make sure we don’t get up to mischief!” “I don’t think that’s going to happen ... wait, what do you mean?” “Oh, nothing. Anyway, I’m going to use your laptop to check my email. Come with me if you want and sit in the other room”. The realisation and horror then dawned on me that I had accidentally left a browser window open on my. I wondered what she meant by that but merely nodded my assent.Opening a cabinet behind her, Marianne removed four black leather cuffs, sheepskin lined with stainless steel 'D' rings fastened to their outer sides. Quickly buckling the cuffs around my wrists and ankles, she turned back to the cabinet and pulled out a heavy black strip of silk cloth about six inches wide and four feet long.As she started to wrap the cloth over my eyes I protested mildly, "Is the blindfold really necessary? I'm a. Miranda learned passion in the arms of her husband; I was the first time since his death that her passion had a focus. She challenged me to be its equal.I grabbed a fistful of hair; she shook her head to get me to release the hold. I pulled her up and kissed her hard. She put her hands on my chest and pushed but could not budge me. Her mouth opened to protest and swallowed it at the first taste of my tongue. She pushed her body against me, like she did on the sparring floor, but met a solid. It had a phone, and electricity and not much else. There was an eat-in kitchen, which was nice because judging by the nearest neighbor, delivery would have been damn slow. There were only three rooms: the kitchen, the bedroom and the living room. The living room had a couch and loveseat, a fireplace and a hot tub. The bedroom had a king-size bed and not much else."Get the bags from the car," she told me, "and put them in the bedroom." I obeyed. I had only brought a shoulder bag with two clean.