“I told you I would do it,” said I. “But you didn’t when you said you would, now it won’t matter.” That was her notion. The rain continuin..., she said she must go, whether wet or dry. Neither of us had an umbrella. She pulled her gown over her head, and saying, “You won’t tell anyone, will you?” took the child by the hand and was going, when my appetite came again. I pulled her back, and with little persuasion, again went up her. She enjoyed the fuck greatly. As I lay on the top of her we heard. I liked realizing that. I liked that I understood men better now instead of loathing them from past unfulfilling experiences of being single again.  After the reunion, I emailed Brian a few months later. But, he ignored my emails for several years. Then, one day, I emailed him again, not expecting to hear from him, but said I had moved into the same area he was living. ‘Well, you lived too far from me in past years. Now that you’re closer, maybe we can get together for lunch or something.’. If I am, leave the bunny tail in, but take off the panties, and put on your pretty stockings, crinoline and maid’s outfit. I think they’d like to see the little bunny tail peeking out beneath the ruffles. No, it won’t show beneath the ruffles. Your little plastic dicklet device will stay tucked up out of sight. Of course, if I invite the guests to play “replace the plug”, they might find it in their blind groping. But that’s okay, I don’t mind them knowing. You DO? Well, I didn’t ask you,. My wrists are cuffed to the top of the bed posts, spread wide. My ankles are cuffed to the foot board posts. I’m laying there on the bed in a giant X. I have a ball gag in my mouth. I can’t talk, though I can mumble out slightly. I’ve never done anything like this before, but I trust this man that I’m with. I can’t see him, of course. I can’t even hear him. Where is he? Is he even in the room still? I stir lightly against my chains, testing how secure they are. I find quickly I’m not going.