What I remember about Jennifer is that she has always been there for me.There have been a few times that she came to my defense when I was beingteased... It had been her idea for Mom to give me my Princess party. Thefew times that I acted like a boy, she was there to correct and teachme. She is a great older sister and I love her so much.After we moved to Walnut Creek, Mom needed to get her hair done. When wewere in So Cal, she went to a high-end salon and didn't mind spendingthe money to keep. ” I grunted, fighting to keep my weight from coming to bear on my balls. I could see how this would excite a person: the pressure being exerted on my body and the uncertainty involved in the precariousness of my position was strong enough without the added taunt of oral teasing. I was as hard as a rock.“Just one more thing then.” Tonya said, taking my metal handcuffs I had gotten at a flea market and shackling my wrists together behind my back, effectively taking my hands away. She sat back. Our conversation flowed rapidly and easily. She sipped from my martini, the first in months, and giggled. "I've always been in training, so gin is pretty new to me. If I have much more of this, who knows what will happen?" Sean is gone."Her eyes widened. "He made you choose between us?"I nodded and had another sip of gin. She held out her hand and I transferred the glass. More than a sip went down her throat. "Hot damn. Why did I get to stay?"I stared hard, with a thin smile she could interpret. She knew her friends well enough to know that if Melissa got it in her head there would be no stopping her from hurting the poor hostess. She still refused to tell them her date’s name. She knew it was driving them nuts but, isn’t that what friends are for? It was well after midnight when they all finally went to sleep. When she awoke the next morning it was to the smell of wild flowers and roses. There were two vases each set on the night tables on either side of the bed. Her friends were.