I slowly moved my hands and kept it near her hand. I casually held her hand. She didn’t take her hand back.I took it as a green signal and started c...ressing it. I knew that she is liking it. Her breathing speed has increased. I slowly moved from her palm to her elbow. Then to her arm and then her shoulder. This went on for 10 minutes.I slightly moved from my seat and started touching her shoulder with mine. She was also responding back. I gathered courage and slowly kissed on her cheeks. Then. After we placed our orders, the man to my right turned away from his wife and tried to strike up a conversation. ‘I saw you and the young lady dancing together last night. Have you known each other long?’ ‘No, we just met last night at dinner but it already feels like we have known each other longer. She certainly is pretty and seems very nice, doesn’t she?’ ‘I’ll say.’ Just then, he glanced at his wife who had a petulant look on her face, and he returned his attention to her. Our food started. Next question, why was I in a hospital? Well I've no idea, ok, what did I remember, I knew my name, Bill Thomas, good, so what was the last thing I remember? I was going to work on my bike, ok, a good guess would be that I was knocked off my bike.I rested now I knew what was going on, then the next question raised it ugly head. How badly was I injured? Well I could see and smell, although I couldn't hear anything. I moved my legs, they seemed there and so were my arms. Ok, I was intact. I. The leather furniture looked both comfortable and inviting. Olga noticed an odd contraption in the corner of the office. It looked like an x-shaped padded bench with several straps hanging down forlornly to the floor. She could imagine the evil purpose of such a device and remembered poor Lara's tattered ass after her appointment in this very same room. "Stand on the board!" At first, Olga was confused with the direction given in a stern, commanding voice. Then she saw the rectangular.