Flashbacks to those suffering posttraumatic stress disorder can be so disruptive as to seriously affect day-to-day living.“Go to your happy place Jo...n,” I said calmly as I touched the side of his face.John closed his eyes and a few seconds later he opened them as he replied, “Sorry Kay, it has been a while since I saw so much blood,” “Please forgive me if I said or did anything,” he added. I asked him if he had something, I could clean us both up with he pointed to a bathroom in his office. I. You have been tied there, your hands behind your back." Sharon's hands flew to obey his instructions her arms suddenly rigid as if locked in place. "Ropes around your belly and your chest pull you back against the chair." Oh!" muttered Sharon as she threw herself backwards against the seat back."Ropes around your knees and across your lap hold you there, more around your ankles fix them to the chair legs."Again Sharon moved mimicking the effects of ropes pulling her hard against the chair. She. Megan lay down on the bed, her legs spread, and said,“Come on, lets 69.”I knelt above her head and she started sucking on mycock, taking almost all of it in her mouth. I leaned overand started eating her sweet pussy. She was sopping wetwith her juices, and it wasn’t long before she startedmoaning loudly. Her ass came off the bed, and she floodedmy mouth with her cum. When her orgasm was over, shesaid, “Chris, let me suck your cock while Steve eats mypussy.” I was. Various cosmetics and other personal bric-a-brac scattered over the seat, but I sank back in defeat as I realized her wallet wasn't among them."Nice try Ryan, but I've thought this through completely. My I.D. isn't here, and I've removed the plates from the truck. Now, can we forget this foolishness and get back to more pleasant pursuits?"Surprisingly, I only felt amused. It was as if my ability to become angry with her had evaporated, and I already knew arguing with her was pointless. It was.