He looked even more handsome than the first time I met him. We ate dinner, kissing each other every once in a while and holding hands under the table....As I put my hand on his lap I noticed a nice bulge growing in his pants. When dinner was over we went downstairs to the basement where they had a couch that he had conveniently turned into a bed. We put in a video, but it wasn’t worth it, because as soon as we sat down on the bed we looked at each other and started to kiss. He was the best. " Sure, James, but you look fine the way you are." Not if I'm going out with you," I said.Holly and I went up to my tiny apartment, and she entertained herself by looking through my cookbook collection while I went to change clothes. I quickly chose a nice shirt and slacks and dressy casual shoes. As I dressed, I thought to myself, "Well, James, this is it. You're going out on a date. What the hell are you thinking?" I pondered that as I was brushing my hair, and realized that I was thinking. He falls a sleep quickly "Thank God the hard part is over" I say to myself. I drag him quickly into my car and wrap the rope around his wrist and ankles tightly. I jump in the drivers sit and drive off to my house. My house is big with a basement. I have the bed set up so I drag him to it and tie his wrist and ankles to each of the bedpost. I made sure that the concrete was going to hold the bed in place and it would. I began getting wet when I heard my son crying so I ran upstairs so see what. Regardless, I needed his help. My furniture delivery was being pushed up to Wednesday instead of Friday. I needed to get the couch and t.v. he lent me out so that I could have the new stuff delivered. I called him up and left a message. He called back one hour later. We made small talk for a minute or two, then I told him about the furniture delivery. He was happy to help and said he would try to be there in the morning so that we had enough time to get the existing stuff out of the apartment..