”I said nothing for a few minutes while they all looked at me. “How does he know about me? What will I have to do?”“Anything he wants, I imagi...e. Is that a problem?”“So you want me to go and fuck him?”“At the very least. Are you going to embarrass me?”“No I would never do that.”“Then whatever he wants, you will do?”“Yes, I promise.”Stoner responded; “Ok, put these shorts on and go with Tank.” Asante handed me these short, torn jean shorts that covered almost nothing. My ass was on public. .We relaxed and he gently massaged my hips forcing the back of my shorts up high and wedged between my crack and to be honest with my head spinning I didn’t seem to care anymore.His massaging hands seemed to be working their way to my buttocks now and his gentle kneading felt very arousing, “How does that feel Jerry?” he asked and I had to clear my throat, “Good sir” I replied in a croaky voice. I had never been massaged before but was enjoying it and had to hold on to his desk for support as. He tossed and turned for hours as he thought about Jennifer and Jana. As incredibly good as the last two years had been, he wanted to rewind them and start again - at least to the point of being able to tell Jennifer of his true feelings before she drifted away.The alarm woke him early in the morning and he eventually got in the shower before catching a taxi to the golf course. He barely arrived before his tee time and only had ten minutes to warm up. He teed off at seven-thirty and played. In fact it wasn't an issue, there was no sign she was making any progress on loosening them. The same was true of the ropes around her chest and arms and the short length of rope that linked her wrists and ankles.All in all she made an attractive package. The only down side was that in wrapping the tape around her head for the blindfold, I had plastered her long auburn hair to her head and that didn't look too good.She'd rolled over onto her front as she continued trying to free herself. Now.