Julia now flushed bright red and did not answer.'Your face tells me that it did. I'm glad, which is what it's supposed to do. Did it offend you?''No. ...ow could a lovely story like that offend me?' she asked in return.'What better definition of erotic writing do you want. Something that is not offensive but is a turn on both mentally and physically''Do you think that that story is true?''I don't know, probably, but even if not its almost certain to be based around a real event, I know my stories. )Jonesy has been, variously, a private, a Sergeant, a Warrant, a Sergeant, a private, and nearly every possible rank in the Corps. Once upon a time he had a string of solid gold 'good conduct' stripes on his dress uniform ... once upon a time.Through no fault of his own (Just ask him.) Sergeant Jones had returned to base on foot, with a black eye and very bruised knuckles. He was chased in the gate by the police ... who were stopped at the gate ... and instructed to turn around, submit proper. It started with Jack, Troy and Ethan. That led to a great love and fun-filled evening, lovemaking while parked in the parking area, to flashing her breasts all over town, to our eventful dinner where Angela left no stone unturned in titillating Barry in the restaurant, making everyone horny and lusting for her in the dessert joint and ultimately bringing Barry home with us.Here we were on the verge of encountering our first threesome. Something we had never thought would even happen. It was. I practically d**g her to her spare room that had only a chair and had all of our play gear there. When we got to the room, I forced her down on her knees. Ripped her clothes off her body. I began repeating the rules to her and in an extremely rough way; I grabbed the padded ankle cuffs and put them on her ankles. Then I grabbed her hands and put the matching set of cuffs on her wrists behind her back. Last, I put her collar around her neck and leashed it connecting the ankle and wrists.