Once she has assumed the position, I cut off another long string and reach under her to feel for those convenient metal hoops which are presently dang...ing from the three most sensitive parts of her skinny body. I feed the string through each loop and then tie it off, taut but not tugging, forming a neat white triangle. Settling down behind her, I take hold of her wrists and pull, forcing her to lean back and put strain on the new bindings. She indicates in loud and certain terms that she gets. I started touching and enjoying myself with my delicate fingers touching my body while I fantasized about my fetishes. It was then when I logged in to my computer one Friday night, in one of those horny moments, when I found out about this particular web page of sex stories. I can almost say it was by coincidence, because I was watching the news on the TV and they told of something about sex being such percentage of services offered on the Internet, or something like that… I dont know, one of. I want to give you in love what those men were going to take by force. I want to show you just how much I appreciate what you did.’ ‘You don’t have to do that ma’am. That was just part of my job. Your sister explained to me that you did not feel safe before, and she was right to be concerned. I was doing my job, and you don’t need to thank me any more than you already have.’ ‘But I do need to Kenny. You saved our lives, words aren’t enough to express that kind of debt.’ ‘I wasn’t really afraid. ’ ‘My parents insisted that I bring Darlene along,’ Hildy explained without waiting for the question. ‘We have a baby-sitter?’ Jim sneered. ‘Not a baby-sitter,’ Hildy insisted, ‘more like a chaperone.’ Jim could tell that Hildy was upset. ‘I’m sorry, Hildy,’ he said. ‘I didn’t mean to snap at you. It’s just that…’ ‘I understand,’ Hildy said, ‘but that’s not all. They made Darlene and me get a motel room. I have to show them the receipt when I get home.’ ‘Receipt? Is that what they think of.