I knew they'd be cut off as part of my bondage.I scooted over as best I could and stepped out of the car. I stood up and the man said "You must be Sam...ntha. Welcome. My name is Henry. I'm very glad to meet you. Will you please come with me?" So this was the infamous Henry! He placed his hand on my bare ass and started leading me towards the house.Henry led me into a quiet room with a settee in it. He sat me down and began removing his cloths carefully folding them so the would not get wrinkled.. She decided not to bring this fact up, Alan sauntered past her to get to the fridge first since she hesitated. He kept his distance for the first time since she knew him. She was tense, and she knew he was being cautious. Did it mean anything? ‘We’ve got Chianti.’ ‘What year?’ ‘Seventy-nine.’ ‘Sure.’ Alan pulled a half empty bottle from the chrome fridge and approached Dana. Her back shifted to rest against the flat edge of the island which faced the door, Alan to her left. She took a long. I said but did you guys do it? She smiled and I could tell she knew she had a power over me. She said yes. I said will you tell me about it? She said to be honest we actually fucked three different times. I was shocked at that. No way I protested. She said I swear. I said did he wear a condom? She said all three times. You mean he came three times I blurted out. She said of course. I asked if she had an orgasm? She said once. She told me just enough to get me excited but she didn't go into. Hoping to use his knowledge of classical history to impress Col. Treanor, he launched into a long disquisition on Hannibal’s use of cavalry to counter Roman phalanx formations. Roger was on a roll. He began to feel comfortable, the gin warming his face and belly. He went on and on about tactics, supply lines, and flanking maneuvers. Roger reached into the breast pocket of his blazer for his reading glasses. Gesturing with a smart looking prop would add gravitas to the discourse. He thought it.