Both arses bright red and beautifully striped . The famous “Chairs of pleasure” were brought out and placed on the dais.The “Chair of Pleasure�... was actually four chairs of pleasure but usually one was used at the time but occasionally all four had been used together for “special events”They were quiet simple devices made cheaply but so very effective being a simple oak stool with a very low back , very ordinary really except …. Except for the huge anal or cuntal dildo which was jointed in the. I changed it again and we began to fight, like we always do.Saturday night came and Jamie called me with a voice full of panic. "Carrie! What do I wear? How should I fix my hair? Should I take anything to the party?"I sighed. I turned down my Natalie Imbruglia CD and flopped down on my bed. "Calm down, will you?"She groaned, "I know. I know. I'm just really nervous Carrie! Jorge is already dressed and waiting for me! I haven't even put my clothes or make up on!" Jamie, take a deep breath, ok.. ”“Well, it was years ago. I was told I had angry red scars for months afterwards, and it took a while for the eyes to return to something close to normal. I keep the glasses on because it is natural instinct to look into a person’s eyes. And some are still bothered by the scars and that seam inside my eye. But it does not bother me in the least, it’s just who I am. I wear them for others, mostly in public. I never wear them at home, my roommate and her boyfriend have no problem looking at my. I put a smaller black strap (that we rarely used and so he wouldn’t notice was missing) on under my night shirt as we pulled up some porn on xhamster. I had told him I was still way too sore for much, but that I’m sure we’d figure something out. We went right to the interracial stuff as usual. It wasn’t long before I was on my knees doing what the girl was doing on the vid. “Oh, guess who I saw a couple of days ago at the chiro’s?” I asked nonchalantly. Then I told him that Michelle had.