I have bought you a present he says its upstairs on the bed, I will be up in 5 minutes he says as he squeezes my bottom.I go upstairs there is indeed ... present a Black Lace Bodystocking. I put it on he comes in and runs his hands over me, does it feel as good as it looks he asks, of course I reply.I have another surprise for you, lie face down on the bed he says.I do as he asks. Ever wanted to be tied up he asks as he reaches down the side of the bed and produces a cuff which he puts around my. I re-read it every now and then, there are many cross-references as people tend to reply at eachothers comments.I notice most skip the main question and only dryly sum up some facts: age of first fuck, orgasm or masturbation.I find some very short, like "all at 14". I find some very moving as few confess first time was not when she wanted.I think first sex seems to happen to quite a few people, perhaps not fully mentally ready yet for it to happen already. .I come back once more to the orignal. His kisses have stopped but he doesn’t release me. I leave my hand in my hair; he doesn’t instruct me otherwise. I hear Patrick breathing heavily as his arm around my waist pulls me tighter against him and he grinds himself against me. I can now feel his hard length straining against his shorts and into my backside. Juices escape my pussy and my panties get noticeably wet. His free hand is now on my hip, sliding down the top of my thigh to the exposed skin just below my hiking shorts. He stops. Someone should tell hospitals that the beep that the machine sitting by your bed makes is not conducive to sound sleeping. But as the incessant beeping penetrated my mind, I realized what it meant. I was alive.For all I knew, Bradley had escaped and was at this very moment getting ready to kill us all again. How did such an inept dolt get in the middle of all this? Bradley, who was laundering half a billion dollars for the mob, who had me put a laptop computer under a pile of ice in a public.