Some things we keep. Like a best friend that moved away or a classmate we grew up with.There are just some things that make life important, like peopl... we know who are special ... And so, we keep them close!I received this from someone who thinks I am a ‘keeper’, so I’ve sent it to the people I think of in the same way ... Now it’s your turn to send this to those people that are “keepers” in your life. Good friends are like stars ... You don’t always see them, but you know they are always. " His rational demeanor, however, is gasoline to the bonfire of my frustration, and I begin to rant and rave about my day, and how much I had counted on being able to vent to him. Before I quite know what has happened, I am spun around, and Master's hand easily catches my wrists behind me in an iron grip. He marches me to his bedroom, and pulls the ball gag and silk rope out of our toy box. "Since you are unable to control yourself, my angel, I will do it for you." He fastens the gag. Off I went to dance, but I couldn’t get the thought of Mark’s cock out of my mind, I wanted his young cock to fuck me or at least give him a blow job, as I danced I looked round and could see him watching me, I beckoned him over to dance he came over and he joined in dancing, when a slow number came on he grabbed me and pulled me close, his cock was still hard, my big tits were pressing into him, he whispered to me that he had always fancied me and loved my tits, I told him to have a quick feel. Women love a mystery, an enigma, a puzzle to solve. I told Brenda to just let them keep wondering. Who knows what seeds will sprout in the darkness.Brenda was and is kewl as shit. She also bears the name of my first wife, so that provided some degree of protection. I don't think I need to have dynastic relationships. She was working her way through college. She'd spent a few years between high school and college, long enough to suspect that a degree might mean a better life for herself. She was.