Amanda would be out for close to eight hours and never know it. Confirming that all the meters were presenting readings consistent with deep sleep I ...pent the next hour unlacing several places in her leather bondage to make sure there were no circulation problems. There weren’t; I knew I was good but it never hurt to double check.The ensuing hours allowed her body to settle down and the sensitivity level to drop back to the readings she had at the beginning of the whole exercise. Once again. Thethug would fire his gun at any moment, and then she felt like she neededto do something before loosing her mind."I know she keeps her money here! Look at those grids! You must havesomething valuable here, and use those to protection."Robert saw Julie walking out her hiding place, behind the thug. She waslike a predator approaching its prey. Her eyes were fixed on the gun andshe was crouched."Don't do that, please!" Robert said."I do what I want!" the thug said as he lifted his hand to hit. Her vision wasobscured by purple spots. "Wow!" she said.Jamie returned, dressed in a slinky black number with her push-up bra. Shewas going out with her boyfriend Bill, she said, and Holly, momentarilystunned, realized she was being asked to leave. She left the half-finishedbeer and shuffled down the stairs, fumbling for her car keys. Boy, that wasweird. It took a few minutes for her to gather her wits, then she drove homein silence, and was asleep thirty seconds after her head hit the pillow.. I was imagining my girlfriend, and I… I don’t know what happened.”“Oh, that’s okay. No worries. Are you okay?” He stumbles through the question from behind a politely furrowed brow.“Yes,” I tell him with the most I could find of a polite smile, “Sorry if it was weird to tell you I was imagining my partner while you were going down on me.”“No, not really. Glad I could help you feel connected to home for a second.”A little puzzled by limited results of my search for his toxic masculinity I.