What little hair there is is soft and fuzzy and almost not visible. My private "love-hole" - I wish I could view it in a mirror. Alas my...layers of fat prevent me from so doing. Yet my fingers have never had a problem exploring the inner recesses in its totality. My therapist has called my name but... I am off in my own world as I part the lower lips of my body to touch ever so gently and stroke with little flicks of my finger to access that teeny button. "Ulla!" James called out."Already on it, meet in the lounge?" she called back.James looked over at Yvette. She nodded. "It's for the best. We should probably have a briefing area set up there." Tell them to arrive in the next fifteen minutes," James called back. "Yvette and I are on our way." Should I go as well?" I asked James.He kissed my forehead briefly. Then as he lifted me from his lap and stood up he put his arms around me and kissed my lips hard. I put my arms around him and held him. "What’s going on you sick bastard?" "Ah you’ve found my toys" was all I could think of to say. She tried to push past me but lost her balance giving me the advantage. I pushed her. She staggered back against the bed and I pounced pushing her right back onto it. I punched her in the stomach to stop her struggles and grabbed her wrist with one hand and covered her mouth with the other. Everything was set up ready for easy access so it was easy to cuff her wrist to the bed. I ignored her flailing. Kaylee gave me a sly smile. I think Brittni has changed her mind about the horseback ride today. Maybe we could just lounge around the house instead. She gave me a wink as her friend stuck out her tongue. When we had finished eating I took the plates to the sink. Brittni was there as I turned around. She threw her arms around me and just held me tight. After a minute she let go and looked me in the eye. Thank you again for last night. I know it cant happen again, but it was very special to me,.