I know you justcan't wait. I figured that you would rush home in the hope to get started rightaway. So that is why I have given you the instructions I...did. Now stop talkingon the phone and do as you were told", she said. Before I could respond I heardthe click of Monique terminating the call. I hung up the receiver and moved to the middle of the bedroom floor in frontof our queen-sized bed. First I placed the leather cuffs around my ankles.We had gone to a hardware store many months ago and. He slowly walked us both to the bed and laid us down gently with him on top of me. He held himself above me so that I didn’t feel any of his weight on me. We continued kissing as he started stroking down my legs and then back up again. I began to find my way down his stomach to the edge of his jeans. I started undoing the button and let down the zipper. I began to stroke him through his boxers. His breathing began to quicken and he was kissing me deeper than before. I pulled his penis out of. I knew you weren't him anyway. He comes down the chimney." That's right. Gracie, are you going to stand right here while I call?"Grace nodded solemnly.It was an old-fashioned, black dial phone, one that matched perfectly the house in which Claire had found refuge. She dialed the numbers as the little girl watched."Stupid machine," she muttered. "Dad? Mom? Dad! Mom! Are you guys there! Pick up the phone! Hello! Shit. Call me back, please?"She read the number off the phone and then looked over to. She was a cute brunette that I’d had as a freshman and a crush instantly developed the first day of class. I wanted to sleep with her ever since then, but I knew that we could both get into a lot of trouble, so I never did anything of that ilk. We did become friendly and talked all the time and she occasionally complained how much she worked and she joked about putting a couch in her office so she could just sleep there. I reminded her of that after our meeting that day. As I walked down the.