She had returned wearing wet look rubber boy shorts and skimpy bra that pushed her large breasts up and together in quite a lewd and distracting way! ...ith her looking like that, I had no need of the little blue pill or a green concoction that tasted foul! She had me put aside her computer and led me from the kitchen back to her bedroom where her normal cotton sheets were replaced with black latex sheets and there were straps strategically placed around points on the bed that left me little. How bout I skip my afternoon work out and we go grab a bite to eat. My treat.’ Lisa accepted. A few hours later she blushed as Ron slid out of his BMW and hurried around to open the door for her. ‘A true gentleman.’ Lisa commented as he helped her to her feet and lead her into the Palianos. The moment Lisa stepped into the restaurant she felt the heat rise up under her collar. Palianos was the kind of restaurant that requires a reservation. ‘You know I had to call in a favor to get these. By now you can't resist it any more - there's nothing to stop the pools of energetic desire, gathering up and charging like chemical bombs, inside every atom of your limbs, body and mind, waiting for the trigger to be pulled. As the hands reach your waist you feel those energies start to rapidly gush up and rise, just as the touch rises to just on the side of your breasts, fingers gently lingering on their rim. The trigger is there, it's tugged, but stopped half-way. The caress moves no longer.. In a few minutes, a woman walked in. A girl, really. Southern Belle comes to mind. If they wore tight jeans and a blue tank top, anyway. Oh my god."You're awake, I reckon," she said."Do you now?" I asked."Yeah," she said, "I do. Do you recollect why you been thrown from the train?" Thrown from the train?" I asked."Yeah, I dem der saw you thrown from that train." Someone doesn't like me," I said."I know, as any fool can plainly see," she said."Who, what, when, where, why, and how?" I.