I said yeah "that could work.”, then she said "you got a condom,” I said “ No do you” and she didn’t have one. Low on money i called my budd... alex for some. He came and drop me $20.I told her to wait for me outside of the gas station. I frequent this gas station a lot and one of the people that worked there was a neighbor two homes down the street from me. They all know i was u******e. Anyway i went in alone and got two small cold wine bottle the size of a 16 oz coke and a pack of trojans extra. We finally make a date to meet at a local bar in a hotel.We arrive a bit early and find a quiet table. We start chatting about how we feel. I’m very excited. I can hardly bear it. I feel a tingling in my pants just thinking about what might happen.He walks in. He is a clean-cut guy in his mid-thirties, fit and dressed very well, in polo shirt and slacks. Dark hair and clean shaven. She comments that he looks better than his picture and squeezes my hand. I think she likes his look.He walks over. I suggested that she blindfold me and cuff my hands behind my back and after applying my makeup she would put on my shackles and then blindfold me and gag me. I would already be in my parachute ball stretcher with weight attached to it. Just writing the letter made my dick get hard and it was all I could do from not coming. After coming back from the walk she was to lock to the wall where the eye bolts were put. In the letter I told her not to make me come till I begged her a lot. After I was. When, having let off more steam, I would be able to hold on much longer. It would be nice to fuck that little beauty for a good half hour or so. Time to get up, I supposed. Not that I had to, of course. But it would be nice to take a wander around and see if Bianca had made any changes. Also, to see Bianca herself.I picked up the House Phone. “Send up a slave,” I ordered.“Yes, Sir. Is there any particular one you wanted?”“No... no... anyone will do.” What marvellous Room Service, I reflected..