On with the story)) I see the person comeing straight at me as they come inside my room (my first tought ima get stabed) so i let the person get clo...er so i can surpris'em with a machete in there neck. As i hear the person getting closer to my feet area that wouldnt give me a chance to reach to the neck. By the time i would stood up the person would do what they would have too do to silince me. I hear the person heavy breathing and some noise like if they are trying to get something out of. But first I massage my vulva and circle the entrance of my vagina with a finger. Then I dip a finger from my other hand into my vagina, wet it and then fill my asshole. I leave that finger there and with the other hand I massage my clit. I give myself lots of time to make sure my clit, my very sensitive lips that love being touched and my throbbing vulva get lots of attention. Then, I put first two into my pussy and move my hand in and out, in and out, faster and faster. After that I have this. She has jeans on with a red silk top. I see her feet they are stretching the nylon that covers them to the farthest point before blowing out. She has the leather cuffs on. I cannot unlock them. I look out and see Pete walking across the parking lot. I wait for him. I am kneeling in the back of the truck. He enters the truck and I say nothing. He starts out locking a large collar around my neck. He then moves up and locks one of the locking ball-gags in my mouth. He then takes off my shirt and. "She leaned in a little closer, putting her arm around me.We sat out a couple of dances and had a beer and got to know about each other.I was 28 and an assistant wine maker at one of the nicer wineries in the Alexander Valley. Marsha and Julie worked in the tasting room. I had gone to U. C. Davis to get my degree in Enology. I'd dated a few girls but I told her "I've only fallen in love once, though!"I didn't tell her it was with her.Kelly had gone to school at the University of San Francisco,.