"He watched out the window as the boy walked his daughter to the driver's side of the car and opened the door for her, then back around to get inside...."Dear," he called out to his wife, who was in the kitchen, "that is the first decent boy our daughter has dated in two years. Do you think she's finally getting some class? I haven't seen her in a dress in quite a while. But, I thought those princess dresses had gone out of style." Is there any particular place you'd like to go first?" Look," I. Shaking and unsure, he removed his coat and put it into the brazier where it burned away in seconds. The dress followed. Then his bag: wallet, train-ticket, everything. No turning back now.He stood there wearing nothing but the tight thong-leotard that had been sent to him, some dark lacy hold-ups and his patent heels. Reaching into the boot, he slipped on the blindfold, strapped in the ball-gag and climbed into the boot. banging twice, he heard the door open and someone quickly cuffed his. ”When she got in, I closed her door and went around to the driver’s side, and got in. While I was getting in Kitten pulled the directions out of her purse so she could navigate for me. We got to Debbie’s apartment about ten minutes early so I sent Kitten up to get her, in case she needed some more time.About fifteen minutes later, I looked up and saw them coming down the stairs to the car. I had to do a double-take because Debbie was absolutely beautiful. She had brown hair that came down below. Looking worried, Betsy asked, “So how was she?”“Who?”“The girl at the school,” Betsy said trying not to sound worried.Chuck said, “I don’t know. I didn’t have sex with anyone while I was there.”“I told you to,” Betsy said.She was far more relieved than she wanted to admit. Asking him not to have sex in that environment would have been cruel and she knew it. It didn’t make it any easier to accept. She just wished that they had a chance to talk about it before he went there.“I did talk to your.