Perhaps better than you. I resolved myself to make that empty feeling inside you go away. I also noticed that he didn’t even glance in your directio... once, while he was headed out. It seems that he was completely disinterested in you. It broke my heart to see the things that I was feeling being felt by someone else. “Yes, I am going to make her smile, somehow.” I said to myself. I just had no clue how to do that yet.Dinner went well. We talked about nothing yet found nearly everything in. To her dismay, it was a full house. The schedule was so tight; she probablywouldn't have time anyway. By the time 3:00 rolled around, the reports werefinished, and Jessica was dripping under her skirt. As soon as she handed itin, she made a dash for the parking lot. Since it was still part of the workday,the parking lot was totally void of any activity. While she made her way toher car, she began fingering herself through her skirt. By the time she madeit to her car, she was getting too. .. to own... that voluptuous body... that perfect feminine flesh...And she was HELPLESS!!!When he finished she would be his for all times... she would be his slave, his personal whore... because he knew... he knew the secret of her longing... he knew how to bring her under his spell...She squirmed... the ropes cut into her ankles and wrists... marking her... the fibrous ropes cutting her fragile flesh... she looked up at her bound wrists, moving, cutting, as she watched as if she could not. So, I placed the call. Ivan said that he was happy to hear from me and that we could come by the next evening. I’m sure he knew we were struggling to rekindle the fire that he and Kim had ignited. He also knew that we were eager for them to do it again.We showed up at the appointed time. Ivan greeted us at the door. He was dressed in black leather trousers, a matching vest, and motorcycle boots. I was impressed with his look. He said he was glad we decided to continue with the lessons, and that.