Then came the bondage photos and secretly she was rather excited by this. He came over and moved her arms up before using red silk restraints to tie h...r to his bed. He stepped back and just looked her lying there on his bed, somehow looking so vulnerable but so confident as well. She looked at him and smiled “everything ok?” “Erm.. Yeah” he said trying to focus on picture taking but it was proving more difficult than he thought it would. He closed his eyes and muttered “oh, not now!” “What was. She watched as he, who was maybe seven at the time it happened, becameinvested in the story, which became a morality play."How was your weekend? What did you do?" I saw Patty," he said.There was something in his eye, something she couldn't quite read, soshe held back. "Oh, how is she?"He told her a long story about a shoot for Vanity Fair and 'cheesebowling.' He laughed and said, 'you guys weren't the only ones to getdrunk. Patty and I, I don't know, we just lost ourselves.'She noticed how. Obviously addressed to me (the "D" salutation), and regarding our ongoing discussion (clearly a reply to the last one I'd sent, complete with attached previous messages), yet it didn't compute. And while some parts of it were complimentary, others were clearly harsh — not pleasant to read.So I was very confused at this point. I couldn't explain what this message meant because, while it was clearly directed to me, it was as though it was written to a third person.After thinking about it for. FUCK MOM!!! IT'S MY LIFE....AND I'LL GET TATTOOED IF I WANT TO....." Cindy burped as she defiantly chugged the rest of her beer and threw the bottle on the ground as they stepped up to JAKE'S TATTOO EMPORIUM which was no more than a truck with a table in front. "CROWBAR, IS THIS YOUR GORGEOUS LADY?" asked Jake, the old timer with a gray scraggly beard and hundreds of tattoos as he almost fell over at the sight of Cindy's huge pink nipped big tits staring him right in the face. "SURE IS, AND.