I laughed. "I thought you said you had a huge cock?" I said dismissively, watching as his dick shrivelled with the fear and the realization he'd been ...ricked. "And I wore what you asked as well!" I let my coat fall open. He looked me up and down, and just for a minute he cock started to harden again. "I thought you might like that! Now, put these on." I dipped my hand into my bag and pulled out four sets of handcuffs. "First handcuff each leg to the bottom corners of the bed. Then cuff your. I looked over to see her sleeping peacefully. Although I hated myself for it, I couldn’t help but notice the up and down motion of her chest as she deeply breathed during her slumber. I broke my gaze and relaxed with a book, letting my sister sleep on my shoulder. A few more hours went by and we were about to land. I didn’t want my sister to miss the bright lights of Paris so I bent down and kissed her forehead and stroked her hair, gently waking her up. “Steph, we’re gonna land in a few. It was now fully dark, and she was watching TV ... not a word was exchanged between us the rest of the night ... I got my shower, closed the door to my bedroom behind me, took a look at "the books" for Tuesday's classes, and lay down about 10:30pm. I wasn't that sleepy, so I flashed back to what Barbara had said to me on her porch, and thought more about the "disconnect" problem she mentioned, going on at her house and mine.I thought back ... I was hard-pressed to remember the last happy times,. Someone willing to extract my bodily fluid with no expectation of anything in return. No names. No conversation. Just something raw and anonymous. Something that was totally alien to my normal character. I chose a booth and stepped in. There was no chair. Just a trash can. I put some tokens in and picked a video of a blonde blowing a guy who was hung like a horse. A few moments later, the door opened in stepped a short, round man. He was very similar to myself. Somewhat non-descript in.