“This is Debra.” It was Debra, a girl from Ralph’s “Tell a Friend the Truth” church group. “I’m calling you on your cellular phone...to tell you I think I’ve noticed you looking at me at church.” continued Debra. “I wonder what you were thinking.” “Well Debra,” replied Ralph with a slight hesitation in his voice, “To tell you the truth, I think you have a fine ass and I’d love stick my tongue in it and feast on it.” “Oh Ralph,” replied Debra, “You’re such a romantic. To tell the truth,. But for some reason when I was naked and blindfolded I became much more sure footed and seemed to have no trouble keeping my balance when bound and wearing nothing but hi heels!After last nights sex play, had thought I was not quite ready for more,.. especially in the morning? She tied a scarf over my eyes then said mischievously, you are going to really love this? Then guided me out the bedroom door down the stairs, and to her dining table? Saying sit, and don't move no matter what. I raise my hand and place my full palm on the underside of your right breast. I feel the underwire beneath the texture of your dress and as I gently wrap my fingers around the bulge of your flesh I am careful not to come too close to your nipple. As I do so, I stare into your eyes – perhaps I am looking for a reaction. What I see is you slowing closing your eyes and releasing a very sweet moan. I take this moment to squeeze you slightly, my fingertips coming close but still not touching your. The first hint I had that this was not the case came the morning after our visitors arrived.Liz had to go to work early, and was downstairs fixing breakfast and brewing coffee when I got out of bed and climbed into the shower. The cubicle was a large one, some four feet square, with a seat at the side opposite the jets – it was fitted with six water jets, powered by pumps, aimed at one’s body, plus a shower head for hair-washing. The jets and shower head were independently controllable.I had.