”“Did she tell you I needed help moving some stuff around today?” I asked. “I can never get that stupid sofa to budge.”“Huh? No. I guess s...e forgot.”“Well do you mind coming over, then? Since she’s not home?” I bit my lip, I wanted him, so badly.“I gotta change out of my Pjs, do you mind coming up with me?”Come upstairs? Into his bedroom? “Um, I don’t think Ann would want me to do that, Ray. I’ll just wait down here.”“I don’t think she’d mind if you just came up to talk to me, I need to know. "Do you have a tuxedo, Mr. O'Neal?" Of course." Pete said, "We'll have the formal dinner next weekend at Lake Champlain."After a chorus of whats, whens and whys, he got the wows, yippees and tell-us-nows. "I booked a cottage on an isolated arm of the lake, fully furnished, private pier, kayaks, the works. No neighbors and a village ten miles away. There is a laundry room and a kitchen. We leave next Friday afternoon and get back nine days later. It's my Spring Break present to you."He was. .she so wanted to please him in all she did. On the dressing table the riding crop and flogger were laid on the left. The vibrator, dildo, and butt plugs were in the center and the blindfold and cuffs were to the right. The spreader bar was lying at the foot of the bed. He let go of her hair and went to the dresser. He picked each item up in turn, seeing that the leather was waxed and the other things clean. He turned and smiled! He was pleased! Her heart leapt in her chest. She knew now she. "At that, the other guitarist shook his head, long black hair flying around his face. "Let me show ya how it's done, boy." Laughing, he got up from the couch and headed our way. "You may sing just as well as Bruce, but you ain't got half his imagination."The younger man mocked his bandmate with an exaggerated bow as he backed away. "By all means, break her in." Watch and learn, boys, watch and learn." Quickly, the guitarist dropped his black leather pants, kicking them across the room. As he.