The cage was about 10 feet tall and maybe 20feet wide. Unfortunately it was locked up, but the bars made an excellentplace to run my bondage straps th...ough. This cage is on the very cornerof the building, and faces right on the northeastern parking lot of thestore, to the left of the cage is a small road that goes to thenorthwestern parking lot, And to the right of the cage about 50 feet isan entrance to the parking lot from the street. At this time of nightthere is only a little traffic on. .?” I wasn’t sure of the term. “Just friends,” he quickly added and he smiled broadly. We drank and chatted about day-to-day stuff: work, football, the usual small talk. I was a bit surprised that he was so normal and pleasant. Maybe I had misjudged him as a rough sexual predator. I smiled to myself and felt more relaxed. “A girl could die of thirst in this house.” I turned to see Jill, and following behind I saw my wife. She looked nervous. “Sharon,” said Jill “This is Paul. Paul, this is my. Man, she is smoking. I want to meet her. You have to go with me," pleaded Darren, my all too horny roommate.Reluctantly, I got up from my bed, pulled on a pair of ratty jeans, sniffed my armpits, sorted through a mound of dirty laundry to find a somewhat clean shirt, then slid my feet into old, worn leather flip flops. "Okay, let's go," I saidA look of horror flashed across Darren's face. "No fucking way are you going like that! Get in the shower," he demanded. "I will find some clean clothes. Shawn and Ijust looked at her not sure what was going on in her mind but with the things that had alreadyhappened tonight we knew we were in for some more fun and sexy time! While we were driving home we had Shawn and the clerk sitting in the back seat makingsmall talk as only guys who have shared a snowball can. My beautiful wife Debbie was seated inthe passenger seat napping so I had time to reflect on the night so far. While at thebar/restaurant Debbie gave Shawn a wonderful handjob and I.