”I started then stared at her. She opened her deep blue eyes very wide.“You mean they’re...” I asked amazed.Amanda nodded slowly.“Since when... I mean, how do you know? Did she tell you?” I demanded, genuinely shocked.“Not in so many words,” my wife confided. “But something has definitely changed. She talks about him more now. And differently.” I must have looked doubtful because she added. “Trust me! We psychologists can tell these things!”I stood in silence for a moment, watching Andy and. Your eyes follow my movements, the pulse at your throat now jumping visibly. Standing there in my skirt and bra, just lilac lace covering the mounds that rise and fall as I breathe in short excited gasps. You bring your hands up, and touch them through the lace, the nipples hardening and standing out at your touch. I pick your shirt buttons open, one, then two. The creamy white collar falls open, revealing more tan skin. Now buttons three and four fall prey to my questing fingers. Dark hair. To push their quarry on, they were gradually increasing the speed of the machines, making deep moans escape the mouths of the restrained women. Miranda wa still moving between all the women, flogging, tweaking & kissing them as she went until she finally stopped at Krystall & released the rope holding you up & moved you forwards. Another nod to the wings & the men brought out the St. Andrew's cross, which was fixed to the post. The three women made short work of fixing you to the cross &. "Maybe not if you have a small get together here."Dean nodded. "Who do you want here?"Cleo shrugged."I'll handle it." Dean said simply with a nod."Now. Onto more pressing matters."Dean's entire manner changed with that simple statement. He seemed to grow more stern, more harsh. He settled back into a chair matching the one Cleo was sitting in. Cleo, in her chair had begun to fidget. Billy uncrossed his leg and leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees. Dean looked at Cleo, who wouldn't.