... It is something I am not comfortable talking about in here. And not sure if I should talk about it with you." I am sensing it is a lovers quarrel,...isn't it?" Emma, I really don't want to talk right now!", I was getting real annoyed with the pestering. I enjoy flirting back and forth, but I have a hard time talking about personal stuff. Realizing I snapped at her for no good reason, " I am really sorry Emma. I did not mean to snap at you. I just do not feel comfortable talking about this.. She knew that he is the past, and she needs to move on. Afterall, it has been 6 long months since they separated ways. She was beginning to feel sorry for herself when she was yet again interrupted by a phone call. She picked up her phone without looking to see who that was. She was not expecting any calls from anyone anyway."Ashlei here." she said with a tinge of irritation. "Why can't these interruptions just leave me alone?" she thought to herself."I am at your door, needing you. Can I come. It was unreal how much i wanted him there and then. i grabbed my phone from my bag dialled the home number and ordered him into bed before i walked through the door. I locked my car up and kicked off my shoes as i ran up the stairs. Ben had obeyed me and obviously knew what was in store as he was laying back on the bed with his rock hard cock in his hand smiling as he stroked himself. I lifted my skirt to show him my smooth pussy glistening from my juices. Ben let out a moan as i slowly slid my. My wrists remained bound behind me, and the gag and blindfold stayed in place. I was helped up, unsteadily to my feet. I was held up on both sides, and guided out the door and up the stairs to call home, and ask, beg even, to be allowed to spend the night at my friend's house.My mother had readily agreed to the night away. I had never been more pleading in my life. I wondered if she could tell from my voice if something was different. But she had simply said yes, and told me to have a good.