.. it's like my fairy godmother came down and turned my pumpkin into a penis!” I was incredulous. I burst out laughing, disbelieving. She joined in... laughing with me. What luck! What a beautiful moment. This was... insane! “Wait here!” She was up and out the door faster than I could blink. I didn't have long to wait before she returned, carrying a shoebox. “I bought this a few months ago and never had the courage to tell you,” she said, putting it on the bed and kneeling beside me. “Open. "Let me take care of everything, daddy. You deserve it."With that, she stepped around him. She unbelted and removed his robe. That got hung on a hook in the bathroom area. She directed him to slip his shoes off, and kicked those to the side. Taking his hand, she led him outside. When he paused at the door, she tugged."It's okay. The balconies are on the top floor for a reason. No one can see us."He looked around, realized she was right. Privacy walls shielded them from the adjacent balcony. The. Then drove to this bar downtown called the ?Crimson Bite? I parked my car and locked it, grabbed the real whip out of the trunk and hid it under my jacket. I realized when she told me bar name that it was a BDSM bar so I was excited to be going, but didn’t know why she picked here, she looked like too much of a good girl to be into BDSM. But I dare not judge due to my adventures in the lifestyle. She met me at the door in a tight red dress that hugged all her curves in such a perfect way that. “I was pretty sure that we would get a better response this way rather than just asking about his former tenant,” Ed replied with a smile.Fifteen minutes or so later, a beat up SUV pulled up behind us, and a guy in his mid forties got out. He was in need of a shave and a shower. He had on a torn T-shirt and dirty jeans with muddy boots. He walked up on Ed’s side of the truck.“You the guy that called about the house?” he asked.“Yes. Are you the owner?” Ed asked.“Naw. I’m his rental agent. He.