I mean, really, I was the one horny and tied and here I had to console HER.“No, it’s not. I told you I’d make it up to you, and I intend to. Jes..., untie him,” she said, suddenly authoritative.Jess cocked an eyebrow at the order, but said nothing. She grabbed the keys from the desk and undid my restraints.I immediately pulled my arms around and massaged my wrists. The restraints she had used were fur-lined, but my wrists tended to get stiff; much like some other parts.I started to get up but. In this place the less you know the better off you are."Well, I could see the logic in that."They tell me to do something to a patient, I do it. But I will tell you what we're doing. I'm gonna spray you with what we call Mega-Nair. It's gonna remove all your hair." Remove all my hair - what the fuck for?" Like I said, I don't ask questions and I don't give answers. Keep your eyes and your mouth closed. This stuff tastes nasty, and it burns like shampoo in your eyes."With that he picked up a. So, I won't be going to L.A. or New York. Find me a job in Phoenix, the east part of the city in Tempe, Chandler, Mesa, Gilbert, or Apache Junction. Scottsdale would work, but the commute would be a killer." I'll see what I can do, Loni," he said, his voice sounding reserved, perhaps even cold. "How can I reach you?" You can't, not until next week when I return to Arizona. Bill, I know you're disappointed with me, but if you want to place me with a counseling firm anywhere, it'll have to be in. Once he knew I was game for this sort of sex, our liaisons started to become more risque, he tested me to my extremes, and my extremes were boundless and limitless, take for example, the night we visited his grandfather, a widower who had fathered twelve c***dren, eight of which were girls, six of which he reputedly repeatedly sired whenever his wife gave up on sex, a man driven by his urges, but now confined to his armchair watching porn and just remembering what it was like to have sex with.