That's not what I mean, exactly. Not a dependency. I mean, to have someone I know I can trust, someone I care about, who takes me just as I am. That's...what you do for me. I don't know where I'm going right now, Mary. But you give me a hand rail, I guess you'd call it, that I can hold on to while I'm looking." Thank you. That makes me feel good. But, what about Anne? She cares for you as much as I do." I know she does... I don't know. Perhaps if I'd seen her at the Union today... No. Anne's got. Then his eyes rolled up in his head as Blair whacked him behind the ear. I practically broke a nail getting out of the cuff."Give me a hand here," Blair said. She snapped cuffs around his ankles, and lifted him onto the table so we could secure one wrist (we couldn't get the other over far enough)."Now what?" Now we explore," I said. "I called the cavalry. I hope they're on their way." Let's make sure." We walked back to the door, she keyed in the same message, stuck her e-tablet through and. What a naughty naughty girl, i was loving my private little show!The next message had 3 more photos attached, 1st one showed her with 4 fingers inside her greased up cunt. The next was just a photo of her pussy pump lying on our bed. The 3rd (and last for the night) showed that pump and her pussy in all their glory. Her beautiful pussy was fully filling the whole cup...wow! A further message informed me there would be no more photos sent and that the pump would be removed when i got home, so it. They were both quite gentle, and after the last hours I clung to that. The room was warm but I was still shaking uncontrollably. Steve held me to stop my shaking. For the first time I could remember I stopped sobbing. I didn't resist when Steve cupped one breast. He was gentle and I felt a little safer being held. Marie spoke up. "I saved your wedding ring for you, want it back? Of course,... listen though Steve has a fantasy about this, would you be willing to help him live it? It's a lot.