As Shane handed over tickets and checked their things, Megan started to feel the first stirrings of excitement as her eyes strained to adjust to the l...ck of light. The music flooded her ears and she could feel the vibrations through her feet, reverberating through her legs and up into her core, settling in rhythm with her heart rate. She clung to Shane’s hand as they merged into the already sticky mass of people on the dance floor, shoulder-to-shoulder, all turned toward the DJ booth where. Finally we part and after a few gasps for breath Miri quirks the corner of her mouth at me, "You really did miss me." "What was your first clue?" I asked with a raised brow. "The pinched bottom outside, the kiss just sealed it." She replied before pushing me back to sit on her bed, "Stay there while I dig out your surprise." I rolled my eyes as she went around the corner into her closet. After a few minutes she told me to close my eyes. I complied and told her "'Kay my eyes are closed" "Open. Lisa kept glancing toward her husband, the picture of manhood behind the flaming grill, and smiled to herself. onight they would finish what had been interrupted earlier. The atmosphere stayed light and lively, she engaged in conversation happily until a sound she had come to loathe chirped through the chatter. The sound of a beeper, exactly the tone of the one Derek always wore at his side. Her hopes flared briefly as several other husbands checked their belts, (a good deal of her friends were. “Trust me, this will be a lot more comfortable not craning your neck.” She started to lift again, but thought better. Her sniffles now muffled as she faced the floor. I picked up a 4” wide ratchet strap and tossed it across her hips and cuffed wrists to the other side of the table. I secured the hooks on the table fitting and started to click it tighter. She started to really cry as the strap tightened. It was making me harder by the second, listening to her sweet whimpering. I then proceeded.