I groggily opened my eyes and then they flew open wide in astonishment at the scene that greeted me. I was in an unfamiliar room on someone else's bed... I was wearing a canvas garment which I recognized as a straight-jacket. My legs were spread wide apart and fastened to the footboard of the bed with ropes tied around my ankles. Only they weren't my legs. These legs were clean-shaven and encased in pantyhose, the toenails a shiny red through the sheer nylon. I forced myself into a sitting. She had to agree with Robbie she did look good for 35. She finished undressing and climbed in the shower, she felt her nipples harden as she soaped her breasts remembering how Bear had looked at her. She took a couple of minutes to shave her pussy wondering what Bear would think when he saw it. Finishing her shower she slipped on her tee and shorts without underwear and went to see what help she could offer Raquel.By the time she got to the kitchen dinner was on the table. Sitting down she and. "Damn it!" He shouted angrily.He forgot about everything the second he saw Sam again. When one of his old friends called him two weeks ago telling him that he saw this woman in a café that looked so much like Sam. He took his car and drove about six hours from San Francisco to L.A just to know if it really was her. Shane wouldn't have cared but when his friend said he heard her friend call her Thia, he knew it must be her. He was the only one that knew she hated her name and that she asked him. I settled for watching attentively as Stacey trailed my platinum strands along her lips before sensuously swallowing them. I had to admit everything she did was sensuous."Listen carefully, Linnea," Stacey commanded, and of course, I did. "I know you love me, and want to please me, and doing what I want excites you, right?" Oh, yes," I panted, melting in her regard."Now I understand that you have minor attachments to other people, and occasionally you might want to do things for them on your own.