He wasn't there. I took my time to get my clothes to see if maybe he heard me and would come back. Still nothing. I started to fold my clothes in the ...mall cramped room just to see if he would show up but still nothing. I must have fucked it up. He wasn't coming. Then I got an idea in my head. What if I left a piece of my clothing in the dryer? When he came to put his laundry in the dryer he would see it right? He would be nice enough to return it right? But what? I figured that I should go big. “Go put your training dildo in your slutty little ass, sit in the bondage chair and wait for me. I don’t want to hear another word out of you.”She delivered one more swat to his backside for good measure as Fido quickly scurried away, this time remaining on his hands and knees. Several red welts were visible on his bare ass as he hurried down the hallway, a testament to Monique’s strength and ferocity. James couldn’t help but notice that the bulge in her suit had grown significantly as she. ‘Brad…please baby…’ she moaned softly. He continued his soft kisses and caresses down her body to her waistband. His fingers made quick work of the button and zipper, and she lifted her hips as he tugged the jeans down her legs. He slid back up and curled his fingers into her boyshorts, pulling them down before lifting her legs over his shoulders and nuzzling his mouth against her heat. His tongue flicked out against her clit several times, making her cry out. His tongue felt so damn good. She. I suggested thatshe should get the same wig to wear for these chats. She in fact boughtthree wigs (at my suggestion) the one in the glamour shot, one like herhair now and a third one that was different than both.During her computer dating time, she acted naturally, but was also verycautious. She didn't really know any of these guys so she never revealedwhere she lived or exactly where she worked anything like that. Actuallythis made it much easier to be herself since if it didn't work out.