" "I thought your car was here?" "Just said that to get you alone to square things away." "Ok where do you live?" "About ten miles back the way we jus... came." "Damn man, you could've just called and said sorry." "That's not how men do it." So we headed to Tony's apartment. When we arrived I had to piss out more beer, so I walked up to Tony's apartment with him. I barely got my dick out before I started pissing. As I was washing my hands I could've swore I heard moaning coming from the living. Where do you live?" she asked me."I am on Hunter Street, a few blocks down the road and then to the right. Thank you again. I so appreciate this kindness," I said to her.We pulled in to my apartment block driveway and I fished around my handbag for my keys"Shit! I think I have left my keys at work and my flatmate is away on an overnight business trip until tomorrow." So sorry, Kara! Would you mind driving me to my friend, Susan, she is only a five-minute drive away," I asked her."Your name is. This love took a bizarre twist that I still love today – taking urine streams in and on me - so I suppose by the time I met my fiancé I was already a bit wild. My fiancé discovered I liked to be spanked. I hadn’t been since pops thought I was peeing on him in grade school (it wasn’t pee). Our swinging led to my first experience being bounds spread-eagle on my back on the bed with large pillows under my hips and it’s still one of my favorites. Sex beta and VCR tapes were coming out and he. He shook himself, forcinghimself to move, he didn't want the same thing to happen with the trampagain, so he pulled his pants and shorts back up over the weird, slightlyuncomfortable chastity thing and quickly left the toilet. This time hestumbled out along a path through the dunes towards his favourite privatespot, to try and understand what on earth had happened and to pullhimself together. Walking was difficult at first, uncomfortable with thething the man had locked on him until he pushed.