What she needed was direct observation. She didn't want to demean herself, but she had already started down that slippery slope. It was getting diffic...lt to determine where scientific inquiry ended and her own sexual curiosity began, however. Though initially put off by their typical use for violent sexual assault, she continually found herself thinking about his tentacles and the pleasures he claimed they could bring. It's not generally considered good judgement to use oneself as a test. "July 4, 1983It was about seven-thirty on Independence Day. We'd just finished our third show at the beach in three days. This one had commenced in the late afternoon, unlike the two previous gigs, which occurred in the evening. As always, the six of us had a blast performing and playing together. But at the same time, we all were tired, and were looking forward to going back home and crashing. None of us were the hard-partying types often associated with rock bands of even middling quality.. He covered her eyes for a moment and whispered for her to wait and hold still. Her head tilted down just barely in assent, and he went to the nightstand, opening it as quietly as he could. He smiled again when he beheld the wild and absurd assortment of toys and accessories Jeanette's mother had stocked in there for them when she had done some room modifications after they had first started dating.He quickly found what he was searching for, and silently closed the drawer back up. He returned to. Looking around the table as I sat I recognized everyone from our meetings. It made me feel better that it wasn't a bunch of strangers. The drinks and the conversations got better as the night progressed. "Jessie," one of the ladies said as she leaned over the table. "One of the hunks at the bar is checking you out," she smiled. I turned around to look. "Don't look," all the women shrilled at once. I quickly turned back. I had noticed the tall, blonde haired man staring over in our direction. I.