Telling Brad was her last ditch effort, a cry for him to help her find a way out of this mess she had created. It had worked out better than expected...Josie smiled. She was drifting along in that dreamy state, half-awake, half-asleep, thinking about her incredible luck. On the verge of throwing away her entire life, she now had everything she could possibly want. She knew her husband was new to the bondage and discipline scene, but she had seen him at work. He was good, and seemed to want. The girls, seven of them including Irene, had logged into a Truth or Dare site and were taking turns with random T or D. Irene was embarrassed enough as she stuck to Truth choices. She had to admit to everyone that she was a virgin and that she played with herself with a Ken Doll wrapped in a balloon.Irene tried to make up for that admission by taking a Dare on her next turn. It involved a striptease. Brave Irene desperately wanted to prove she could fit in and be just as cool as the other. But Jenny knew somehow, later I would find out why. I sensed her strength when her hand reached out to help me up off the floor. The symbolism of her gesture really hit me.We walked together down the long hallway and out the side door. Secluded among the tall grass and redwood trees, we sat down. Soft afternoon light filtered through the trees and danced across Jenny's face. Those eyes of hers were so deep, so intense, they seemed to look right through me. It was as if everything was revealed,. "I'm going to turn you and walk you back to the front ofthe bed. And again I used my hands to turn him ninety degrees and thenpushed him back slowly telling him when to step until we passed thecorner of the bed. I visually checked to make sure there was nothingon the floor for him to slip or trip on... then turned him ninetydegrees again and walked him back until he was just a step away fromthe night stand. I turned him so his back was to the bed. "Sit back."I paused, looked and scowled at.