I was 6'7, just finished playing Rugby, was quite active and ate the right things etc.So, this occasion was July 1988, I was chilling at home in the G...rden, my folks were both working and my siblings were both at school. We pretty much lived our own lives apart from each other. We were happy with that and that's how it went. 1988 was the year in fact that became the year that i realised no matter what age women are, they all ache for sex.My Auntie Dawn, this year was one of them. She had split. Plus her English is excellent.” Sugihara smiled. “Also this girl reads a lot of books like you.” David patted John’s arm to ease his friend’s consternation. “You two will have a lot to talk about. Thomas Hardy, Jane Austen and all these sorts of dead people: I only read business books by men with really bad fake hair like Donald Trump.” John laughed and smiled at his partner’s adept joke. “You and Minako-san will appreciate this kind of high-class music much more than Anri and I. My wife’s more. .. naked and bound... naked, bound and gagged. Carol shook her head, it didn't work. She was still naked, bound and gagged. Carol took a moment to feel how exactly she was bound. Her ankle was chained to a ring in the floor; her left wrist was bolted to a ring set with no slack to the top of the table Her right wrist was also bolted to the table, but there was enough slack for her to write with the pencil in between her fingers. Also, there was a stiff leather collar around her neck that was. It is a wonderful experience. The sincere smiles of long widowed old matrons and toothless veterans is all the thanks anyone could ever ask, and with a wink, a small candy cane and a joyful, ‘Ho, Ho, Ho,’ I’ve watched many a heart spring back into a wilted chest to joyfully exclaim, ‘Santa didn’t forget me.’ I cannot begin to tell you the number of tears Santa has had to choke back as I’ve heard the sincere words, ‘Thanks Santa,’ as I exit a rooms. It was on just such a Christmas Eve that I met.