“I take it you’re unfamiliar with the idea?” Lisa nodded, frowned, then shook her head. “Sort of. I mean, I know the basics of the idea in gen...ral. I just never had an interest, so I don’t have much idea what it involves, beyond sticking a collar and leash on someone, or something like that.” Ellen nodded, it wasn’t that hard to believe. “It’s a bit more obscure than something like straight dom/sub or bondage, but still more than common enough that we supply it. I will also tell you, right out. Do you know the scent smiling yes nautica.Nothing more was said. Thursday comes along my day was busy while he was at work.Shopping to do for our black tie event we are attending in December. I have made two trips out already hoping this day is the final day ofShopping other then a hair appointment. Finding every thing I needed making my appointment,I am now heading home.As I am walking up to the door he opens the door taking my packages smiling he asks how my day is fine how was yours he. Her neck length black hair was cut neatly in a bob except instead of a fringe, it part clean in the middle of her forehead and framed her face perfectly. She had striking green eyes, her skin looked as though it were made of porcelain, her lips were thick and full, to which she always applied a thick layer of red lipstick. Her body had a small frame but with unusually large breasts, she always claimed bigger boobs are just about the only thing she got out of her marriage and pregnancy. Her body. "It's an invasion of their privacy!"But doing it to people you don't know is different, right? That makes it okay. Hypocrite! You're one sorry sophist; you know that don't'cha?"I know. Hypocrite, sophist and hair-splitter. That sums me up pretty neatly."Well, you don't have to be so fuckin' proud of it. It's nothing to be proud of, unless you imagine you're some kind of victim. Victims have things happen to them and are helpless to do anything about it. You are not helpless. Sack-less.