A ‘Sorry’ would have been nice but it didn’t come. SECOND STORY I met a good-looking woman at an antique flea market not long ago. We were looki...g at the same lamp. She turned to me and said, ‘ I like this but I am not sure it would fit with my decor.’ I said, ‘I have found that if I have any doubts it is best to think about it for a while and then come back. If it is gone then it was not meant to be. She smiled and said, ‘ I like your thinking.’ We shook hands and I told her I was Robert and. There was a little row of padded chairs and a fish tank with several tropical fish circling lazily among some fronds of seaweed and a sunken pirate ship that concealed the filter and aerator.The inside door was closed and there was a sign on the door that said, “For appointments with Dr Puretti, see the nurse at the charge desk on this floor. If you have an appointment, please take a seat and enjoy the fish.”I sat and watched the fish as they slowly circled around the tank. It was amazing how. ’ Heidi felt guilty about gloating inwardly earlier. It must take a lot for him to admit such an aspect of his life. ‘And what about you? What have you been up to?’ ‘I’ve been working at the restaurant, you know,’ she sat bat a little in her seat and tried not to sound ‘too proud of herself as she said, ‘I’ve also just gotten my associates degree in business administration.’ ‘Heidi, that’s great!’ he said with genuine enthusiasm, and Heidi felt even guiltier about being happy that he was. They weren’t tied very tightly. It was more of a loose lasso than anything else. A bit gag was in her mouth, and it was kept in place by rope looped around the two ends of the gag. This is what the plug in the back had been attached to. The pressure that was keeping her ass presented was also pressing the gag down into her mouth. There was a wide, shiny path of dribble streaked across the bottom of her chin and neck, and there was a damp patch in the soil below her head. A steel nosegag was.