I then pointed to the five gym bags sitting along the seat Andy was sleeping on and said, “If we put all these gym bags, plus Jennifer’s, back the...e, we’d have a lot more room on the way back.” I was glad to see that Sammy simply nodded at that, and didn’t follow up with any more questions on why I was interested in the trunk space of the limo.After Lynette and I tossed our plastic plates and Coke cans in the trash, Lynette began to lightly massage Cathy’s exposed left temple and forehead, and. You name the kink or fetish, and you could find someone — female or male — who was willing to share those desires and experiences.Then, it happened. I got into an electronic running dialog with a lady who lived about 30 miles from me. One who also desired to use bondage as foreplay. She wanted to be tied spread-eagled to her bed and then made to do all kinds of kinky things. Nothing too nasty, just made to do things against her will that she could not allow when in control. Things like having. ” Turning to me he asked, “Where do you keep your toys, sexy girl?” There was no point in my denying it, he knew I was not the kind to be without a few little toys for sexy fun. “In the bedside cabinet, top drawer,” I told him. He went through to the bedroom, returning a few moments later with the drawer. Putting it on the table he started removing some of them with a practised eye, knowing just what he was after. I watched apprehensively, knowing the effect they had on me and I was certain. Shit, if she had second thoughts afterwards, she would tell Di. Then I would be a fucking piece of toast. I heard my wife enter the bathroom bringing me out of my deep thought. Well, we'll know in about thirty minutes, I thought. "Hey in there, I'm home. Jerry really was a great help. We got it all done. What do you say we get our butts in gear and go party?" Di called to me over the shower. Boy, if she only knew. When I got out of the shower Di was packing the bag for the trip. We had reserved.