She giggled and pulled away, eyes gleaming, slipping underneath my arm, and pulled me with her, breaking into a sprint. I knew where we were going. Th... tarmac burned beneath my feet - we needed to get to her house, private, or god help me I was going to fuck her on the street. I needed her so fucking much. Ali locked the front door behind us, and pulled me up the stairs after her, a rush. Her room came too soon, and we pushed inside. I barrelled us onto the bed and kissed her again, again,. Early on in their talks Minacou had asked why others came only a certain times. Maggie explained about the concept of shows, which the dolphin seemed to understand generally, and then went on to how the shows generated revenue, which she didn’t understand at all. Maggie tried to explain about money, but the concept was completely alien to the animal until she equated it with food.“Give food see Kitik, me?” Minacou asked. In fact Morris didn’t charge for the shows, figuring the exposure was. With her 5'3" , long blond hair in a ponytail and small C cup she was quite a looker and she knew she always had the attention from the guys and several girls around. She took a deep breath and got out her car and locked it up, she straightened out her dress which hugged her slim hourglass figure and made her way to his front door, her heels clicking on the pavement . When she arrived at the door she hesitated once more, her mind in a turmoil but she kept promising herself that she only came. "You are to attach them to your own ankles now." "Yes Master", she replied, and bent over, first securing her right ankle in onecuff, then spreading her legs as far as possible to accomodate the widthof the spreader-bar in attaching the cuff around her left ankle. Silently, herMaster raised her left wrist to the cuff,making sure that the leather palm piece was perfectly placed to allow her fingers to grip it for maximum suspension time. She watched in silence as the three metal buckles secured.