We knelt, and each kissed a rope hanging from the theater catwalks above the stage. The rope was then looped over my wrists several times, crossed and...knotted. It was tight, and I could feel that wriggling was not going to accomplish anything. I waited as the novice was also tied.At the executioner's signal, the ropes began lifting up, pulling my arms up in front of me, and then lifting up over my head. The slow rise continued, stretching my arms above me, and I felt the strain on my joints as. ....... Amber finished washing him and guided him from the tub. She dried him off and carried him into bed. She flicked off the lights and went to be next to him. As she tucked him in, she spoke with him. "That was a special mom-son bath ok? It cant be done like that again". Carl nestled up to his mom and replied "but I want it to be like that more. I like to tingle. Please.?" Amber took a deep breath and layed in bed next to him. "Ok Carl. If you dont tell anyone". "i wont mom , I promise.". Maxwell since leaving school, and though it mightn’t suit everyone, I’d enjoyed the last twenty years. I like living where I was born, and small-town Scotland still places commerce a rung above the more recently-invented professions. I was already as good as manager of Mr. Maxwell’s shop, with a smooth path to succeeding him on his retirement, and in most ways life was good. I fished and shot, sailed, studied local history and took pictures, but never joined the clubs. I composed the local. ”Mentally trying to deactivate my boner…“Anyway, doesn’t look like she’s coming through today so I think we’re good to pick things up tomorrow.” “Oh ok cool. I’ll probably just finish up here and head out.” “Sounds gravy, buddy. I’ll see you tomorrow…. Oh wait!” He takes out his phone and takes a snap of my preview monitor.“For the ole’ spank bank.” - JeffI nod awkwardly. I mean, yeah I’m a creep, but I don’t like being so open about it… but that’s Jeff.“Later dude.” - Jeff…Now that Jeff left I.