"Now you're done, come downstairs".She waited at the bottom of the stairs and watched me as I came down,stepping side ways down the steps as the satin...slip and tight skirtrestricted my movement, the sound of the stockings on the slip "shhshh" as I moved, the bounce of my huge breasts as they jiggled andglistened in my satin blouse, the tap of my rings on the banister, theclack of my heels on the stairs , these are the sights and sounds thatpleased her, she walked me into the long lounge. " Then I waited another five seconds for the satellite delays to work themselves out – a previously agreed pause -- and hit the small button on my radio transmitter.I didn't even hear the poof of the mini-explosion, but the entire area around the manhole overhead went dark.#17, Way of the People, ShanghaiAt 1834.05, the building went dark for a fraction of a second. Then the generators in the basement kicked in and power was restored. The computers in the main room flickered, went down briefly,. Sherri felt the restraint placed around her ankle and heard the lock placed on it. Teresa told her she couldn’t run if she tried and if she was good and just stayed in the bed there would only be one rope taken to the leg of the bed. “But if you don’t behave you will be bound by all four and so tight that you won’t be able to move an inch in any direction.” Sherri told her she wouldn’t try to run, begging to not be bound further. She felt Teresa’s hand on her breast and then her fingers squeeze. She had changed back into her denim shorts, and had on a fresh white tank top. She sat on the corner of my bed, but didn’t say anything. For a long time, we just sat in silence. Finally, I had to say something. “Gosh, Rachel…I’m really sorry. I’m so embarrassed. You must think I’m a total pervert.” “You don’t know what I think about you.” “Look, don’t try to make me feel better,” I said hotly. “It won’t work.” She didn’t say anything, and suddenly I felt like a heel for venting my anger at her..