And I want you to cuff me to the bed again. Will you do it for me? You know it makes me so hot and passionate.??Yes Jan,? I replied as my cock started...to rise.She got dressed, nicely, too nicely for the supermarket, I noted, puzzled, and went to the door with her. Sniffed, noting her Chanel Number 5, which she usually wore only for me, and said goodbye.She returned later that afternoon and offloaded her few groceries. I asked her what she was doing all afternoon, having bought so little at the. Kirsty had a shiny, flat stone with her and she threw it as far out into the water of the lake as she could (which wasn't far for a two-year-old). Simon was off after it like a fish and Ben and Sarah laughed.The boy stopped swimming at the point he estimated the stone had sunk and then jack-knifed his body into a dive. Sarah and Ben waited in anticipation for him to surface triumphantly with the stone, but became worried after a minute passed.Ben grabbed his pouch and closed his eyes. He. He wants to be accepted, honey. He needs us, both of us. He's made his cry for help and we've answered that call. Now we have to see it on thru, both of us."She looked right into my eyes. "You're okay, right? I'm counting on you, but, if there's a problem I need to know so that we can get that baby ironed out, pronto, uh, Tonto." Definitely, I'm fine. I'm going to duck out for a bit and have a cigar, if you think that would be okay." Sure, go ahead, we're gonna be a while organizing the. He drives those big eighteen wheel rigs pretty much across the country. He's always on the move, so it makes sense he'd keep it with him. If you catch him while he's driving, he might have to call you back, but--" This can't be his fucking phone number!" Richie shouted.Jason gave his friend a nonplussed look. He was about to ask what the problem was when he saw Richie's hands were shaking."I can't call him," Richie said in a low voice.For a moment, Jason's eyes blazed. He had spent sleepless.