I removed my coat, and put it in the closet. Then I turned to her.“Look at me,” I said. She looked up into my eyes. Her eyes, I noticed, for the f...rst time, where very pale, an almost translucent blue – and, judging by her expression, frightened.“You have a choice,” I said. “You are absolutely free to go. I will unlock the door, and call you a cab if you wish, and this will all be over.”I waited.Finally, she said, “Or…?”“Or you can hand me your panties. If you do that, you agree to do anything. I already have the black leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles as he instructed."Take off your robe." I let the blue silk slide off my shoulders to the floor. I am pleasantly self-conscious as he looks at me. His expression is intense and I feel my nipples getting hard. "Up on the bed," he says, I climb up on the bed and sit facing him. I watch as he cuts the rope and brings over two lengths. He threads one through the loop on each ankle cuff. "Take off your panties." I know better than to. Devon was like that. I liked him, but when I was that age. I was always ready for more.I was about to go down on Judy again. We'd been doing this for more than a year now. On the afternoon we shared with Devon, I found a few drops of his semen in her chestnut pubes, each droplet reflecting and catching the summer light streaming in the window. I can go through complete orgies and not be that excited, but this little erotic morsel, so tiny most would miss it altogether, this was the cherry on. She wanted to hold him and force him to talk to her about what was going on inside that brain of his, but she managed to keep her mouth shut. Now was not the time to push him, when he was ready he would come and talk to her. So she tried to give him his space, it was actually easy since she spent most of her time at the hospital still, waiting for her god daughter to finally wake up. Her prayer for Diago had been answered and she had full faith and hope that it would be answered for Tempest..