The next weekend I went over to his apartment on Saturday, his friend was there and we had some drinks. His friend was pretty cute, tall and athletic....We started playing a card game and drinking and eventually his friend put his hand on my thigh and started running it up and down. I got kinda hot wondering where this was going and what he was planning. After a little while they asked if I wanted to go to the bedroom and I agreed.Once we were there, my friend asked if I had ever been tied up. I. I'll skip the boring coffee trip for the sake of making this story go a bit faster and be more interesting. Me, Tom, & Claire arrived back at my house and somehow ended up in my house, so my plan of calling the rest of the night off didn't exactly work out so well. The three of us were sitting in my bedroom watching TV because when the ex left she took the living room TV. I went out to the kitchen to get a drink and walked into the room and Claire was giggling."Ya know, you really have a cute. The biggest question was, of course, if sex was required to access that power boost. Somehow I’d have to find out, hopefully without bedding the girl. However a part of me, a small part, was almost eager to try. I considered asking Anima, but my gut told me she would be no help.As I crossed the street to the dealership, my phone buzzed. It was a text message from Leanne, telling me she’d chosen her car. I didn’t bother to reply, given that I was all of five seconds away. The first thing I. ” I look out of the window, not sure what else to say. What is she after? Kinky details? It makes sense that she might be. “I guess I’ve been open to suggestions when I’ve been with someone I’m really into. It hasn’t quite been all missionary position…” Dammit, this chick still won’t give me anything. She’s just nodding, waiting for more. I bet this awkwardness is deliberate. “I’ve tried a few pages of the Kama Sutra. I’ve done some dressing up.” I feel the redness rising in my face. “And I.