"There was no way I was going to miss seeing this so I ordered, "I don't care what the fuck sort of lie you have to tell her, but tell her I can't com... to the phone right now."Then I added, "And make sure to tell me what lie you come up with."Oh yeah, I was going to pay at home. But then, what else was new?Flashback – JensWhen I turned around with the big box, mom went on the warpath! "Jennifer, who the hell sent you flowers?"I truly didn't know so I answered, "Mother, I have no idea."She. A form-fitting, sleeveless, high collared, black latex body suit with the sides cut high, forming that great 'V', giving added length to her long legs. Her thigh-high, stiletto boots further increased her stature.Locking on the collar she has me turn away and clasp my hands together behind my back. I feel the kidskin leather slide up my arms until my hands are encased and strapped tightly in place. She straps me in over the shoulders and tightens up the armbinder. And finally, she attaches. Moving faster, she feels like she is teetering on the edge of absolute bliss, yearning to fall completely over."Stop." he growls."My lord?" Her eyes fly to his, her fingers still moving."I said stop, now!"She pulls her hand away, her hips still moving at the loss of the pleasure, her eyes uncertain as to what he wants now."Now I know what you like, so its my turn."He puts one knee on the bed, between her thighs, bracing himself on there and on one hand by her head. His other hand comes up to. Listening hard, trying not to think about how a halo of spring sunshine revealed a thinning patch in fine blonde hair. Or how much she wanted to be breathing in a familiar scent of mingled leather and bay rum soap instead of Roger’s flowery cologne. Far from insensible to the compliment that was being paid to her, Sophie had sipped tea and grown more sad with every timid word. After Stephens had bowed a confused Roger from the room, Sophie had sat alone in the darkening parlour. When night.