"We all went out to eat. The Sorensons were great, warm folks, and their minister was nice, serious and lots of fun.Anne put it right to him. "You hap...y with this ceremony, Al?" Well, I have to admit I wouldn't have suggested it. But considering the circumstances, I think it is a far better solution than a lot of couples manage. And to my mind, it's a moral solution to a real issue."The next morning we gathered in the living room. We'd moved the mattresses downstairs. The floors shone with. They sprinted around the back of the house next door so they wouldn't leave any tell-tale footprints in the sickening mess scattered around the front yards that was all that was left of Scooter.The people of this neighborhood had been well trained by frequent violence. There were only heavily curtained broken paned windows to witness the two black clothed figures running as swiftly and as surely as death across the silent street.Michelle had done exactly as she'd been instructed. She was. With a gentle touch to my chest, Faith stilled my need. “No, Sean. I know it’s hard, but you must wait.” I wanted her so badly it hurt, making it nothing short of a miracle that I didn't take her right there against the wall. I was drunk with desire but, with my heart pounding, I nodded and paused, waiting instead for her to lead. “Okay, Faith. Tell me what to do.”Faith seemed to be measuring me, judging my control, and I saw her relax as my breathing slowed. A small smile graced her lips and. .." she thought to herself, in spite of the problems she experienced,she was already imagining her next session. From that point, she was alwaysengaged in self-bondage type thoughts, it was like a secret lover would cometo her and sweep her off her feet. She would feel herself lubricate as sheacted her fantasies out. Early on, she wanted to try several ideas of self-bondage and self humiliation.There were few repeats of the miscalculations from her first attempt at bondage.She was very astute.