”“Nothing wrong with that. My dad worked in manufacturing.”“Is he here?”“No. He lives too far away to drive and flying isn’t a good idea...right now.”“Yeah! This Coronavirus shit is crazy. Damn! Oops...There I go again.”“Nobody cares, Daryle.”“You live close?”“About three hours away.”“You goin’ back tonight?”“No. I’m spending the night.”“With some of your family?”“No. I like my space. I got a room?”“Must got a friend coming over,” he pried.“No. And if I did, it’d be my business.”“Alright,. I smelled the boxers and I could feel Jamal’s scent right away and I breathed deeply. I felt a bitter taste as I licked it.Then I stuck my face and sensed his odor, his sweat and semen…I carried that boxer to my bedroom and dropped my blue jeans down. Then I found my tiny thong was soaking wet. I slipped it off and lapped my own fluids with my tongue.Then I reclined on the bed and took Jamal’s boxers in my hand. I slipped it up and down my pussy lips and I began masturbating.I thought about. "Your face is so red! Is this making you hot?" She reached down andcaressed my smooth crotch teasingly with the palm of her hand. "Oops!Forgot! Little girl's don't show arousal that way, do they? Ohwell..."She rolled my chair away from the table and told me to hook the threeinch heels of my shoes over the crossbar under the chair. She thenwrapped velcro straps around my ankles, crossed them over my insteps,and then ran them down around the crossbar before securing them.The restraints. “Just have something light, we can eat better later.” I told her with a smile.They delivered tea and cake and I told her, “When you have finished I want you to go to the penthouse suite here’s the key card. In the main bedroom I have set out some clothes, it’s a baby doll pyjama set in white silk. We are going to re-enact nine and a half weeks.”“I never saw it “Pat answered.“I ignored the remark. There is a porn film running I want you to watch it. If you feel like playing while you watch all.