Rather than make her less than pleased, she was turned on, and felt herself getting wet."Yeah, it's no problem".He started up a friendly conversation,...and it started to pour outside. About 10 miles later she realized she didn't drop him off, nor did she know where he lived."Shit," she said in the middle of one of his sentences. "What? I didn't know pretty girls like you swore, did I say something wrong?" She ignored the flattery momentarily. "No, umm, I just realized,I didn't drop you off and. He was into a lot of heavy BDSM stuff as well,especially bondage and punishment and had quite a reputation on the scene,although very few people knew who he was behind the mask. A network of close and loyal friends had protected him over the years from exposure and the clinic was about the best front he could have devised. Not that it was not genuine,it was just that it was rather larger than it need be for such an establishment." I want very much to take you today to my clinic.There is. Here is one story from that time period. When my wife gets into her moods there is no turning back. A few years ago she told me she had purchased four tickets behind third base to Fridays Indians game. Her plan, get a suite at our favorite Holiday Inn, go to the bar and pick up two men she could seduce at the game. So Friday afternoon off we went to check in change clothes and head to the bar. It took us about 45 minutes and six guys to find two that wanted to go. Jim and Steve were in town for. Hefting my PC bag onto my shoulder, I started for the elevator. Ding was right beside me, as we got in and I pushed the button for the 10th floor. Alone in the elevator he patted me on the ass, and then pushed the button for the 7th floor."What's your room number?" he asked."1027" How about I come up there in about 5 or 10 minutes? I'll bring along my PC, and a couple more beers." Sounds great." I replied as he got off the elevator at his floor.Onward to my room, I dropped my pc on the bed and.