I was.I opened my eyes.I was looking up at a white popcorn ceiling. I moved my arms. I was lying on a bed. I felt someone or something lying next to m.... I took several long breaths and then I slowly scooted myself off the bed. My eyes began to focus and I looked over at what I had previously touched.It was Katherine. But it wasn't Katherine either. This Katherine was dressed in designer jeans, a red tee-shirt with 'Depeche Mode is No Romance In China' printed across the chest, and sneakers on. Once he secured the strap under the table my head was raised just enough that by pressing my chin downward I could, with some effort watch as he worked on my lower body. Another strap went across my chest just below and pushing my breasts upward. The third was secured over my tummy between my belly button and mons veneris. I was pretty well convinced that I wouldn’t be going anywhere unless Q wanted to do something else.During the entire session, in spite of some pretty intense play, the part. It was easy to put my hand inside her top cos she was wearing low neck. I cupped her breasts from inside and was pressing em, twitching her nipples(I couldn’t do anything more to her breasts cos …common it was a freaking bus) and then I put my hands in her love hole above her pant,and it was wet,she pushed my hands off,put her hands inside my pants , squeezed my penis and told me :baby not more here, have patience and trust me, u will find a new me as ur gf. I understood this weekend is going. You can see the scar where they pixeled out Team 3." Your other self is spending a weekend riding that beast just so youcould get this bit of trivia." I spent many weekends with the same beast. In the e-zine." How did you avoid a bad end? If your Dominance/Submission gets downto zero...."Cookie smiled, using Kinny's face. She said, "Worry about yourself,unnee. My Dom is over eighty." When? How?"Cookie said, "Any last requests?"Kinny looked at the display. The IM attachment. All the porn mags.