A word could bring such all-consuming joy, yet it’s absence is such pain and sorrow that I cannot help but weep. Would it be so difficult to say, �...I love you?’ Does saying the words cause them pain? Or is love itself but latent pain?”I love you. I savored the words in my mind. This. Love. This combining of all the emotions I had learned with the physical senses of my body must be love. Hate, Anger, Passion, Madness, Sorrow, Despair, Hope, Joy, Touch, Sound. All taken together, I knew love. I. ” My response was “then you may see a few more firsts before we’re done. At least I hope so.” We decided that before we got caught doing anything else that were had better go some place else. Since we had brought my truck I thought the back seat would be a good place. My darkened windows were hard to see through. When we got back to the truck we also noticed there was no one else around, no cars were in the parking lot so we climbed in the back seat. I immediately started taking off her shirt. Dan quickly checked his diary, hoping and praying the nest was free. It was so he put his name in under tomorrow. What Dan had omitted to mention to Gemma was the fact that the nest was their own private sex dungeon. As well as the bed, shower, fridge, carpets etc etc, There was also a fully mirrored ceiling, a huge wooden cross with ankle and wrist fixings, the bed has a headboard and footboard with 4 pairs of hand cuffs. There is a huge hook in the centre of the room which takes a sex swing. "Thank you," she replied. "I've asked the girls to not start dressing yetuntil we've discussed this in one form or another. You can find yourlocker, but please don't start changing yet." Okay," I said. She nodded at me with a smile that reassured me thateverything would be alright before she turned to Emily.I stepped into the locker room and passed the door of Coach Anderson'soffice. There was a short hallway until the room opened up into severalrows full of lockers. I looked down at my paper.