I was twisting her nipples simultaneously. Now I thought of having sex with her so I took her dress and tied her legs to the table legs.She asked why ... was doing so.I said one more thing we need to study.I then took her dhuppata and tied her hands to the table at the back so she was stretched for me.She asked what is this?I said I am going to make her reproduce a child.She was shocked hearing that. She started shouting I stuffed her Bra and Panties into her mouth.I told her you will enjoy. My nerves were frayed with the anticipation of what we were about to do, what we were already doing and what we had just done. I was reduced to one wanton, hot mess and I didn't care. I relished in not having to think about what was next. Daniel had a way of making me forget my world, my morals, and my life.I felt his fingers sear their way closer to my slick heat and I sighed, aching for his fingers to reach their destination. I looked up to the rear view mirror again, hoping that the cab. After a silent, awkward minute or so, we heard a knock on the door and knew it could only be one person. We looked at each other and grinned, partly in excitement, but also in relief.We had a short, telepathic conversation about who should answer the door until finally, Char got out of the tub. “I'll let him in.”“You might want to put on the towel, first,” I suggested. “You don't want to freak him out.”“You're probably right.”Char grabbed one of those small hotel ones and wrapped it around her. I’d say you’ve made it, Billy.’ ‘Aw, jeez, I don’t know, ‘ he said in a self-deprecating tone that I couldn’t tell was sincere or mocking. ‘I owe it all to you, though. You were my muse, you were the one who inspired me and you were the one who pushed me back in the day.’ ‘Yeah, I guess,’ I said, trying hard to hold back the flood of emotion that was threatening to undo me right then and there. And in the awkward pause that followed it seemed like my mind took a trip down memory lane, and I.