"If I kept that life, I'd have to keep the chair." I said out loud, only realizing it as I said it."The chair is good cover, but it comes with its own...liabilities. You'd have to get really good at pretending to still be a cripple." Not too hard. I always had feeling, and some movement. A small increase in movement and strength here or there would be no big thing." something to consider then," Serenity offered."If I stick with my life now, how do I get back and forth between here, wherever here. I wouldn't mind going to see it even without Eileen, I thought to myself. I always tried to have a back up plan."How about I talk to my dad as soon as he gets home and then give you a call? The worst that can happen is that he says no. I'm not going to try and snow him about you being there though, Bill, so don't even suggest it." Larry, I wasn't going to. I wouldn't like sneaking around anyway. It isn't any fun doing things that way. I'd much rather do it the right way." I remembered all of. They were exhilarated and exhausted by what had just happened, adrenaline and endorphins surging, heartbeats still racing, and catching their breath, and both utterly spent. Juliana looked up at Robert and said, “I think we both need some rest before dinner. Can we please get a cab and go back to the hotel?” They made themselves presentable and left the washroom, looking around to see if anyone had realized what had just transpired. No one was around. Robert found a taxi as they left the. Immi: do you want me my slaveMe: yes master I doImmi: well guess what I am going to sleep hahahaI couldn’t do anything my cock was rock hard and I was tied to the chair I could only see the angel and desire for his body. He slept that night and so did me; tied to the chair I couldn’t masturbate so I slept. The next morning when I woke up I was being slapped in the face by Immi he poured water on me and did many things to tease me. Then he untied me and left the house but he ordered me not to.