Hello, Anita I said, smiling. She was seductive, especially those “Fuck me” eyes of hers.Was this really the sweet lady I had sex with over the ph...ne? I said her the same. Because you look exactly as I imagined, and hoped, you would – sensuous, beautiful, and oh so young, I grinned. She laughed, and as we began to talk, we gradually found ourselves as comfortable with one another in person as we had been over the phone.At one point she reached over and touched her hand to mine. She said. “Let’s. After eyeing the wardrobe she’d picked out the night before, she impulsively scrapped everything and started over, coordinating a new outfit. First she squeezed into a slim pair of jeans. Then she added a thin, white sweater with a rounded, slightly plunging neckline. Brushing her hair in front of the mirror, she admired her reflection. On most days, she wore a low-maintenance ponytail, but today she opted to do more. She combed out her tresses a bit more, then adjusted them so they cascaded. I told her that I was not going to arrest them. Then she asked me, “Please don’t tell my parents”. She said that her dad did not like her boyfriend. She then made an offer that she would do anything to keep me from telling her parents. I asked her what would be willing to do. She replied that I will give you a blowjob. I told her that there were two of us; she said she would give us both blowjobs. I told her to stay right there and I was going to talk it over with my partner. When I got back to. Then he peeks into her bedside drawers and finds exactly what he thought he would fairly quickly... a fairly thick, if not too long, vibrating dildo. He grins to himself as he wonders if every girl in the world keeps those in the same place. Figuring he had all he needed, he returns his attention to the bound and silent girl on the bed.Listening to him rummage around her room, Rachel's stomach felt twisted up in knots. What else could he possibly do to her, she wondered... and decided maybe it.