First, she led me back into the bathroom and had me stand in the shower.She put my hair up so that it was off my neck and out of the way andtook my to...el away. Without any explanation, she fastened some clothwristbands around my wrists. They were adjustable and she tightened themso they were secure but not uncomfortable. They each had a metal ring onthem, and to these she fastened a rope with clasps on each end. Shewrapped the short rope around the showerhead a couple of times so thatmy arms. I spread her legs and went down on her gently licking at her slit tasting her body. I opened her pussy lips and licked at her vagina, tasting the tangyness of urine, she must of pissed when she came then went to bed. I lapped at her opening tasting her growing arousel which was starting to have an effect on her. She was gently rocking her hips and small moans were escaping her lips. I circled her clit with my tongue and she thrust her pussy at me.I couldn't take it any more, I spread her. Hastily she clattered up the stairs, not waiting for the lift, and went into her apartment. Kicking off her shoes and tossing her handbag onto the sofa she walked across the lush carpeting to the bar, where she poured herself a large Jack Daniels, then lowered herself into the deep, soft sofa and took a slurp of the whiskey. Smiling to herself, she dug out her cell-phone from her bag, and scrolled through the numbers to find the name of her best friend. She hit the call button and after a few. ‘Are you actually a beer drinker? Or are you just trying to impress me?’ ‘I am proud to be a beer drinker. And I’ll have none of that light, low calorie crap. Impressed?’ I grinned back, very grateful to be rid of my retainer mouth. ‘Very.’ He assured me with a clink of his beer glass to mine that the bartender had just finished filling. The fact that it was girls’ night flew from my mind. All I wanted to do was leave, immediately, with Brad in tow, so we could get to know each other a little.