”“Perfect,” I said. “That makes things easier. So how did you like Christmas with the family?”“It was good. If I hadn’t known the backgr...und and hadn’t known about you, it would have looked like a perfect American family. Norman Rockwell couldn’t have done it more proud. I think they were trying to make it extra festive to distract themselves from you not being there. Your mother included you in her prayer when she said Grace.”“That must have been before the gifts,” I said dryly.She laughed.. “ . . .and I am a virgin.”Holy crap, back the train up, what did she just say?Her disclosure came as a shock to me. She clasped her hands together, interlocking her fingers, as she stared back at me.“Are we okay?” she asked as I tried to process her declaration.‘Oh yeah,” I quickly replied, “but are you sure about this?“Yessss,” she declared. “I’ve been thinking about this for years, and this is exactly what I want and how I wanted it.”I was hardly one to argue, at this point, as she had hold. That was made more exciting when he fastened her wrists to the bed posts with the cuffs which were built in to the bed. The pleasure was even more enhanced when he took her fastened to the whipping bench by her wrists and ankles; somehow her inability to avoid whatever he chose to do to her added to her excitement.Spanking her, however, did not excite her at all. If anything it distracted her from the pleasure she was receiving, even if it was done while he was actually moving forcefully in and. ” “Now this I have to see! If you do not mind me looking over your shoulder, I want to see what you have in mind.”She walked into the den and logged onto her computer. “John, pull up a chair, you will definitely like what you are about to see.”You see, for some reason she could not get the thought of James joining them for a hot sexy rendezvous out of her head. Oh god, she wished she could meet him tomorrow and her throbbing pussy and hard nipples were yelling, ‘Oooooooh yeah!’ She sat down.