.. I mean ... what do you know about her?”“Bob...” I frowned, thinking. “Bob, I don’t think I’m at liberty to discuss Suki. Or anyone else... for that matter.”He nodded. “Okay. I understand, I suppose.”“Seriously, if you want to know about her history, you need to ask her.”And that was it ... at least at that time. We finished up, togged up, and straddled our bikes for our ride home.Karen was back in school, of course, so having chewed things over and come to a conclusion, I made my way, one. Simpson looked dopey within an hour. "You sure you are feeling okay?" I asked."I'm fine just talk to me." There was a further lull in the conversation then he ask. "Did you ever kill anyone?" You ever been in the military?" I asked him in return."Not in combat," he replied."Then the easy answer is I don't really know. At the time I wanted to kill someone badly, now I kind of hope I didn't," I said."How do you not know?" he asked."Say there are are four trucks in a convoy. Each truck has an. Dropping it onto the seat you next unfastened your skirt and let it slide , to puddle around your ankles. The sheer slip underneath followed. The man whistled…” Sussie and stockings, eh ? My lucky day ! ..Uh huh !…brassiere next !”You obeyed slowly, the cool air on your bare upper body and his lascivious stare making you suddenly self-conscious.“ Give us a twirl then ! “ After you had spun and posed for a minute or so he said…” I guess it’s my turn now ! “You sat down and watched him take off. Master goes back to the bag to retreive more toys. You hear a metallic sound. He returns with two sets of weighted clamps. You wonder why two sets. He proceeds to to clamp the first one on your right nipple. It is cold and it squeezes your nip unmercifully, then the left. You Master stands in front of you holding the other set. “Do you have any idea where these are going?” You now know exactly where He wants to put them. “I know where they go. Please hang them from my pussy.