" Kathy was quiet again. She was processing the information I had just given her. I noticed her touch the crucifix a couple times. I felt I was in ch...ppy waters and couldn't tell which way the current was turning. Again she looked over me. Her eyes were dark and curious. "I think I'm a lesbian," she announced. Her voice had many emotions playing in that statement. Her fingers continued to tug on the crucifix. I thought she was going to pull it off. "I thought you had a boyfriend?" I asked. . There weresweatshirts to buy and soap and water to remove most of the makeup I waswearing.I put away my phone and charger while patiently waiting for theannouncement for Sky Priority boarding. Once it came, I stood up andchecked around to make sure I hadn't left anything behind and made my wayto the gate. The click, click, click of my heels on the hard concoursefloor seemed louder due to the fewer number of people in the airport atthis time of day. I was aware of the way my stocking covered. I have to siton a towel on the couch when he does this because my pussy usually gushes withlove juices. It is difficult to walk around the house when your legs are spreadapart. Sometimes after he clamps the spreader bar to my ankles, he then attachesa pole that is about 2 1/2 feet long to the middle of the spreader bar. Onthe other end of the pole is an 8-inch dildo that he puts in my pussy. ThenI have to waddle around and also try to sit and watch TV with my legs spreadapart and a dildo in my. 'Clasp your hands behind your head', he ordered, 'Feet shoulder width apart', he continued, breathing heavily as his hand was doing something unspeakable below the desk and behind the pile of books, just in front of him.'Give me a good reason why I should not cane you', he asked softly, I had no answer, the g****vine had suggested this tact, so I just maintained eye contact, with a hint of defiance.He was certainly enjoying the session as his eyes would close and I expected to see him shoot.