Phoebe is feeling much the same, in a different way. She has been sexually active since her teens, with both sexes, but never felt like she is feelin... today. The past intercourses were dalliances, a few lasting for months but so meaningless. None of them sent such waves of pleasure through her as Les has with a gentle touch, Phobe remembers what happened and thinks about Les.Why is this different? They just kissed and caressed last night and this morning. Phoebe had pleasured Les, no big. I started having sexual thoughts about him, dreams even, but I knew they were wrong, I knew that my fantasies could never come true, well I least I thought they couldn't. One Friday night we decided to hang out at his house and drink. We were sitting in his room playing his Xbox and we were about halfway through a bottle of Jack Daniels. He was completely kicking my ass in the game we were playing, so playfully I punched him in his arm and called him a dick. He got quiet and put his head down.. Once I have finished and tied my last knot I ask you if you are ready to orgasm for me. You are so ready but unsure if you will be able to. I ask you what you want me to set the vibrator at but since you can't talk with the rope in your mouth you don't respond. "Oh", I say, "you don't want the vibrator?" "You should have said something earlier, I'll just take it out." and I start to pull on the cord. You realize immediately that I intend to just yank the bullet out and tear the stitching that. I liked ‘people watching’ and bars were my favourite places to do it. This one seemed to have some sort of convention happening, as there seemed to be groups of single men and not many women. I had been there for about ten minutes when a couple came in. He was huge, probably 6’5′ and very broad across the shoulders. He was wearing black pants and shirt and looked like an archetypal movie villain. The way he led his date by the hand showed everyone that he was in charge. She was wearing.