Socks and shoes hehad done before and as he looked into a mirror to tie his own tie gelled blackglistened around the tanned handsome face of a thirty ...ear-old, though he didlook much younger. He saw his slave standing behind him. ?Remove your thong.You?ll be free-bunning tonight with the exception, that is, for these.? He turned back to face her holdingtwo black cylindrical probes, one smaller than the other, each with a tinyantenna sticking out of one end. ?These,? he said holding aloft the. Never recorded – seldom performed – and only for close friends and family in private moments. But these songs were written by a much younger man – just a boy, really, for exactly this purpose – to gently woo a young lady – a girl… and sing her to sleep. You leaned back in your chair, you closed your eyes. You rested with a faint smile on your lips. I played my favorite private songs for you. The ones reserved just for myself or a friend or two and after a couple hours, I was sure you were. It was sointense I was shaking for a few minutes afterward.* * *Our encounters proceeded along similar lines for several weeks. Once, whenLaura and I were coming out of the house to go out one afternoon, Jeff cameover and introduced himself formally to Laura while I watched heartpounding."Nice to meet you finally." He said smoothly while lightly shaking herhand."Likewise. You'll have to come over somtime and visit." Laura said whilereturning the handshake."I see you're on your way out, but. "OMG! WTF! Look at my ass. I will never be able to go to school looking like this." She said out loud. Suddenly, the phone began to ring again. "Carol, its Joy. Please pick up so that I know that you are OK."Carol then took that as permission to violate one of her Uncle's other rules — 'Stay Out of My Bedroom'. The only phone located on the second level of the house was in his bedroom, and Carol knew that she could not get to the one located in his study before Joy hung up again. She slowly.