Here is a fantasy that I have never had the chance to tell him I wanted to do, how I want it and where I want to do it….. My fantasy begins when we ...re going to an office Christmas party. As we are getting ready to leave for the party, I whisper to him that I do not have any panties on. That I am wearing stockings and that every time I look at him my pussy gets wetter and wetter. All night we haven’t spoken to each other. Maybe just passing comments, but never sitting down and talking. When I. High school, for me, was a chore. I knew what I wanted to do with my life and it didn’t include college: I wanted to be a fireman. To me, it was the ultimate real life “superhero” job. I wanted to be the one to receive the call for help and rush in to save the damsel in distress, caught in her worst nightmare. And since I’d spend so much time at the firehouse and eating there, I’d save my paychecks and I’d be rich in a matter of a few years! Again, I was wrong about that.Not long after I. "Those Who Predict and Cast Ill Auguries of Fair Enterprise."Come Out and Approach Us like Men."Arm Yourselves and Face the Defeat of Truth and Righteousness,"Or stay Home and Live the Lives of Base Cowards and Half Men."Pussies!!"Well, that didn't work. Let's go see Wendolyn." Ed said."What was THAT all about?" asked Seph."Damned if I know," said Ed. "It was something that came to mind. I probably read it someplace. Dire sounding wasn't it." He sighed, "Fly or drive?"Seph said, "You do know. He lifted her slightly and attached the cuffs to a hook that was firmly implanted between two of the stones and left her there for a moment. He stepped back and admired his prize. Despite all the fucking he had done the last two years, he always wanted to embarrass this girl for leaving him. He loved everything about her body. She had lovely, firm 34Cs, smooth, ivory skin, and brunette hair down to her shoulders. The hook was at such a height that her 5'4" body needed to stand on her toes.