"Are you there?" Yeah." So are you gonna answer my question?" What's the question again?" What's wrong with me?" How do you mean?" You never look at m...." I respect you." No, that's not it. You're shy."Generally, maybe. But that's not the story here."Are you afraid of me?" Of course not. But you should be afraid of me." You have to understand, my blood was boiling at this point. And as much as I loved, er, liked the sound of her voice, I knew I had to get rid of her fast."Should I?" Yeah." I. I sucked and tongued it."Mmmm, that's good..."I bit lightly. "How about that?" That's good, too..." Harder?" Mmmm-hmm."I did a little harder until I felt a flutter of her fingers on the back of my head. "Like that," I said. And gave her other nipple a lingering sucking."Uhhhhh ... got it." And she went down on me and practiced her new knowledge. And her tongue played with my balls."Gentle with those," I cautioned. "The ball is very sensitive to excessive pressure or suction."So she had to. ”So Matt and Kitten posed while Mary took more pictures.Matt escorted Kitten out to a waiting limo.On the ride to the dance Matt said, “I stopped by a jewelers and picked up a couple of extra accessories.”He pulled out a chain leash and fastened it to Kitten’s collar.She looked at it. The links shined and the leather handle was stitched with silver thread. “Is the leash platinum?”“Yes, it is. So is this quick link if I decide to fasten your hands together.” Matt held up a shiny quick link. I followed and noticed she spent almost the whole trip on cell phone.No ... I promised her I would not be suspicious and I did give her the free pass.But I'm not a dummy. That day I went online and found a Trojan horse for her cell phone and sound activated recorders for the home phone and inside her car. I also got two Blue Ray wireless pencil nanny-cams and put one in our bedroom and the other in the guest bedroom. The recorder for the cameras was in a dark corner of the basement that I knew.