I could indulge myself in the psychological meaning of a gag, about humiliation and de-humanisation. All of that was correct. It was correct that I ad...red the muffled noises of a beautiful woman in oral distress. That I did not want to hear endless pleadings once things started to get truly serious. That I took her ability of speech because I had the power to do so.The point was: Illaun just looked so fuckin' cute with her mouth filled to the brim!Realising that begging was of no avail, she. We continued on seeing each other but never had we actually gone on a date or anything close to it. Just smoking and lunch. About 3 months later she called and asked if I remembered our golf conversation. I certainly did I told her and she said it was time for me to buck up and set up a round with her. She said she had taken a lot of lessons and had gotten pretty good but not exactly bogey golf but close. I told her that her timing was perfect in that my wife was going to be away that weekend. " Well, for some reason I just couldn't get you of my mind today," sheteased.I knew when I saw her why, she was wearing the dress I had worn on ourdinner date back when we were just starting again, and that made me thinkof the picnic. Both adventures that took me outside my comfort zone, but Ithoroughly enjoyed both."I am wearing the same bra, too," she whispered in my ear. "But I couldn'tfind the panties you wore. Have you stolen my panties?"My mouth went dry. I realized I was caught."Oh,. ‘Not that I know of, but he said I had to pick up something at Medical Supply, so that may be what it is.’ ‘Probably so,’ Sweet agreed. ‘Oh, and I need to run by the grocery store before we go home too, if that’s ok.’ Doc nodded, grinning. ‘You know its ok. Something special you want for supper? Glancing to see no one was around, Sweet leaned over to gently lick Doc’s lips. ‘Its something special all right, and I’d love to have you for supper…..but I really doubt he will let that happen.’ Doc.