I thought this was it maybe I pushed the envelope too far. She stood up leaned forward and brought her face close to my chest and smelt me. Lakshmi: y...s sir it smells nice. Our faces were inches apart. I cast my eyes down and looked at her breasts in her pink soiled blouse. She saw that and for the first time, I got my signal. She was breathing heavily and her bosom was slightly heaving. I extended my hand towards her waist and she smoothly moved away and said she was leaving. I had to do. The smell of mold, and the rank of dampness fills my nostrils as I realize that I am in pain. A cold, thick, metal seems to be tied tightly around my arms and legs. I am not touching the ground, and my weight is forcing me down on the metal chains. I feel like it is cutting into me, but I can't be sure. I let out a low moan of pain, but don't yell out. Fear races through me as I try to remember what happened, but the last day is a blur. I almost begin to thrash in my chains when a small light. We'd both been immersed in the exhilarating new connection we'd made with one another.It wasn't until a door slammed that we became aware of anyone entering our world. Neither one of us had easy access to our clothes. Especially me. I'd discarded mine on the ground at the driver's side of the Gator. The best I could do was step behind Garrett as he pulled his pants up.Tapper turned his back to us, then peered over his shoulder and cleared his throat. "Your dad sent me to check on you boys …see. .jealous of him….damn. “Don’t worry. He’s not my boyfriend anymore and he sure as hell is not going to touch you.” She said assuring me. “Okay. So…just like that. He’s not your boyfriend now?” “He’s dad friend’s son so I had to put up with him. Why are you so concerned about him? Jealous?” she asked twitching her eyebrow at me. I felt nervous but I can’t let her win so I argued back. “I don’t care about your boyfriends and this is a bit weird coming from a girl who just apologized to me on the.