She obviously could not bring her arms out the collar or the crotch of the suit, so there has to be some gimmick she?s hiding to loosen things up and ...et free. But still, with all the chains and straps as tight as they are, she looked completely immobilized from the waist up.?OK, now you see the spa over there. If you look closely, I put a plexiglass lid on top of the basin. Help me lay on top with my feet facing the faucet.? I did as I was told, though she was heavy with the included. “Huh? No- no, Mr. Giovanni it ain’t like that-”“Don’t ‘no Mr. Giovanni it ain’t like that’ me.” He scoffed. “You think I’m stupid? Like I didn’t know what my own kid was doing in my house? Like I didn’t hear you two upstairs or him with any of those floozy girls? I ain’t dumb Georgy.”I was mortified. FJ always made it clear that he didn’t want anyone to about what he was doing with me, so I tried to think of an excuse for him. “He ain’t a queer or anything like that I swear, Mr. Giovanni.”“I. I told him I will be ready come on over. When he showed up he came in with a large black man. I told him I didn't realize he would bring company with him. He told me he was an employee of his and I could call him by Tom. I said it was nice to meet you Tom and could I get him a drink. That is when I learned what he meant by any one any where. I was told here to fuck me. I must have had a scared look on my face because they booth laughed and told me to remove my clothes to my panties. After that. When dancing, we held hands or pulled each other close up for a bit of bump-n-grind. When we took a break, she sat on my lap, her arms around me. Okay, these sessions sitting weren’t exactly a break—the activity was just as physical as if we had been dancing. For example, during one break around midnight, Vanessa sat across my lap with her tongue firmly lodged in the back of my throat. She had one hand on the back of my head and the other on my cheek. I had one wandering hand stroking her back.