No one was home, she realised with a pang of regret. Wait, regret? If someone was home, she realised, she wouldn't be able to walk around naked. Other...ise she'd have their eyes, following her, watching her naked breasts bounce as she walked, watching her shaved...Nude, Gina stood in front of the mirror. She looked down at her pussy. It wasn't shaved, she realised. It wasn't even trimmed. Gina had never been a big fan of sex - she'd had plenty, but it had always been lights off, under the cover.. I know by the size which one opensthe locks holding my wrist to my ankles! Every muscle in my body isreally angry with me, and pain and cramping from being restrained for solong makes the whole process even more difficult! Steadying the lock,getting the key turned to the right alignment, and just working the keyinto the lock and turning it were incredibly more difficult!Soon, I had the left lock opened, and the right lock became a mucheasier obstacle to overcome! Finally freed, I roll onto my. "Practice, practice, practice."He opened the massive door and waited for me to step inside before heput his arm around my shoulder and escorted me to the maitre'd. "Smith,reservation for two."Now it was my turn to whisper as we were lead to a romantic booth in adark corner of the elegant restaurant. "Mr. Smith? How original." Iwaited for him to pull back my chair, draped my sweater over the backand sat down with a swoosh of sundress. The white table cloth wasresplendent with china, crystal. For some reason though, I get the feeling that she has the same feeling too. She enjoys my presence very much, and it also explains the amount of body contact that we have. I know where her ‘special spots’ are like her neck, ears and sides. She even lets me gently caress them with my fingertips, and blow on them. I know it arouses her, and she’s giving me permission to do it, so sometimes I even want to lean down and kiss her neck, but I never have the guts to. But anyhow, it was her birthday,.