He went around to her door and opened it, and grabbed her by the collar and pulled her out. He led her to a side door through an ally, unlocked it, an... led her in. He flipped on a light switch as he shut and locked the door. The light was dim but she saw that it was a modified sort of torture room, that at least being what it looked like. There were small machines, whips, bondage equipment and furniture, a lot of which she had grown quite familiar with. A strange energy hit her, and she. “You two would be a great fit” she said smiling, “And Tammy too” she continued which would be something we would love to do. “So what other customs have you developed Wanda?” I asked, we were all feeling light headed now after finishing the joint.“Different groups have different customs but my father always said, “It’s all about being part of the group 100% all in, nothing is sacred” which makes total sense as it’s all about how you connect with people.“Dad always suggested touching and feeling. His fingertips traced teasing, tickling little patterns across the outer swell of her tits, tracking slowly and inexorably toward the crinkled little rosy summits of her nipples and feeling them stiffening and lengthening into excited erection beneath his touch, standing out from the surrounding pink areola like twin bullets.Julie Smart clenched her teeth tightly together, determined in her mind that she would not allow this evil man to arouse her with his touch the way he had before. She was. “Well, my idea how much time.”“Yes, it was, but when you moved in, there had been no discussion about her being an in-house resident. Now...” I said.“Lee, I’m good with it. More than good with it. I see it as making you happy which means no more angst, no more semi-state of depression. Yes, mister, I am very good with it. Okay! Sheesh,” she said. I smiled my gratitude. I was one lucky sonovagun.It was the end of January 1996. I would be having my baby Zoey the 11th through the 17th of February.