She was about five foot four inches tall with short blond hair that she wore in what he would call a chop cut. She was wearing a white skort that feat...red some nice legs and a brown blouse that he thought featured some 34B’s probably in a wonder bra.His immediate overall impression of her based on her looks and her voice was that this was one classy lady. If asked what he meant by her being a classy lady he didn’t think he could explain it but would just say it’s something you know when you see. When I got older, my friends and I would do some dares and bet on who will win; these dares included surviving in mild bondage without crying or asking for help. Children as we were the ropes would be tied very loosely and I would get sad almost every time because I escaped their bondage.Bondage at the time was merely a game to me, a game that I wished to become stronger and more frequent in my life; I continued to wish till I grew up into an adolescent (at time very early from my peers) and my. Kelly couldn't think of a better person to have by Kevin's side.Taking care not to wake him, the two of them cuddled together and seemed resigned to drift off to slumber themselves. Using his strong chest as a pillow, Kelly hugged her body against him and purred as he stroked his fingers lovingly through her straight, brunette hair. After a time, however, she found herself not feeling sleepy at all. There was a fuzzy warmth between the two of them that was more than just the effects of. “But, your wife?” she questioned him.“Don’t mind her, c’mon, we need to go.”As they ran for his car, a china vase flew out from the second floor and landed with a loud thud, and then a crack as it broke. He tried and failed three times to get his legs through his trousers as they ran, but he couldn’t manage. Once back at the car, however, on unsteady feet, his work slacks were back on and zipped up.Slamming their car doors at the same time, they were both breathing heavily, hearts racing. The.