She told me my bi-sexual fantasies, and even my interests in chastity play, turned her on! "So," she said. "I can lock you up and throw away the key... Make you my own little boy-toy?" "It's kinda early for all that," I told her. I did, however, agree to going out with her to this gay bar I knew about but had never been to. I was actually almost afraid to go to a gay bar alone. I had no idea what to expect and her going with me was a real relief. Cindy was the kind of person who could talk to. If he didn't cum, I guess that's okay," I stammered out."You're so understanding, sweetie!" she beamed. "C'mon, let's go get something to eat!"Dinner was uneventful. We ate some sandwiches in the hotel room. I was pretty quiet, hoping that maybe Gloria would apologize or say something, but she seemed distracted the entire time.I laid down on the bed, intending to rest my eyes for a bit, but I must have dozed off. When I awoke, it was 10:30, and Gloria was nowhere in the hotel room. I rushed. And Harvey drove the wedge between himself and his children a little deeper.One result of that was that the Wilson children dusted off their bicycles, which they hadn’t ridden for years. It was a way to get away from the house, without specifying a particular place they were going. Riding bikes was accepted by their parents as a healthy pursuit. They didn’t think about the fact that it also gave their children freedom to engage in other pursuits.The other thing that happened, was of a much less. The downside is they are permanent. Trying to cut them off is not an option as the sharp edges caused by a bolt cutter, for instance, would badly tear her lips as you ripped them out and cause potentially fatal bleeding. The belt was clearly a safer idea.Jean was in shock. I explained that I would hold the keys and she would not be let out except very occasionally for cleaning and inspection. Her pubic hair would have to be permanently removed via laser exfoliation and she would have to also.