’ Amy spoke for both of them. ‘Dr. Burnside, we would really appreciate it. We promise…’ ‘Stuff it. I don’t want promises.’ interrupted ...urnside. ‘Ordinarily I would burn you for this. I am willing to cut you slack on your papers simply because I need a couple of hostesses for my Halloween party. Every year I throw one and I always need hostesses. I will demand a lot from you and I can guarantee you a tough night. But it beats the alternative.’ Wendy and Amy looked at each other. They nodded in. Beyond that, you have to create an illusion, set a scene. There's no particular trick to just tying someone up, and some- times that's a good thing to do. Other times, though, you want more. Perhaps there's a new way to tie someone up, or a good world-model to keep in mind. John could do that. There was that whipping post, for example, that was perfect for stimulating the victim, even without the built-in vibrator. Or there were the worlds he could create. Once he described a society very. The sixth one did come as a surprise. It showed a woman on a bed with a wicked looking knife slicing through her panties. The image did not disturb me. Once before I had met a woman who had a similar fetish. Just talking about cold steel touching her body would get her excited. She owned a pair of heavy, sharp sheers that she would have me use to cut away her clothes to get at her. The closer and more intimate the blades came to her body, the wetter she would become. I purchased a flip knife. Desire. Hunger. You tilt your head back as I lean toward you. We kiss deeply, and warmth transmutes to heat on the softness of your lips and tongue. It *is* a dream, because such turns of moods only happen in dreams, but I don’t care. Your hand comes up to entwine in my hair, as my hands slide up your back to tangle in yours.You uncoil. You’ve been curled up on my lap, making yourself small. Now, without breaking the kiss you swing yourself around, until your back is against my chest. Your legs.