But he had never seen such a place, stumbling and banging around in the dark hitting his knees as he oriented himself, finally seeing the small speck ...f light in the distance."Oh Fuck! NO!"He could feel the spongy and pulsating suction cups twist around his ankle, pulling back on his right leg and bringing him painfully down onto his knees.He tried to move, struggling against the nearly invisible restraints, feeling the weighty girth around his calves, holding him in place. His fingers tore at. No positive body language. Probably hadn't had sex in a month ... if that. I strike up a conversation. I lean over to tie my laces, making sure he can see my breasts hanging down in my bra. I look up and his tongue is hanging out. It's so easy with men it doesn't seem fair. But it's her I need. She's the key.I love what you're wearing. Your hair looks great. Do you do it yourself? You're a very attractive woman. How do you stay so slim?(light touch on her arm.) Bet a lot of guys hit on you.. .." Don't sulk so, Clinton, it's just a short walk!"Clarisse tugged smartly at the gold chain leash and I trotted obedientlybehind her, out of her luxury apartment and across the hall to thewaiting elevator.As we rode down, I tried not to look at those fine, long legs of hers inthat slinky minidress. Triednot to look up at the lacey garterbelt andthe tiny scrap of panties thatheld her treasures just out of sight.Clarisse looked down and-smiled sweetly at me."Still horny, Dear? Well I guess it. “Terry, I love you. I have wanted this for a long time.” The tears were forming in her eyes.“I may not remember anything about my life, Blossom Martinez, but I know what love is and I know that I love you.”“Then give me something I have never had. Something that I have needed in me for as long as I knew what love was about.”“Whatever you want. I will do anything you want me to do. I will make love to you and give you anything you want.”“Then make love to me and give me a baby.”“What will.