Tom lives about 150 miles away, but he says thathe will visit me and Trelane every chance he gets.I somehow believe that he will! lol I checked my "...ersonals" mailbox one day inDecember of 1999. I was surprised to see a reply froma man called "cen-tex bear". I had forgotten allabout placing the personals ad months before, whichbasically stated that I was looking for a man to havesome fun with from time to time in the Central Texasarea. The ad listed a phone number, so I called it. She is a goddess. She is one of those princesses from the Arabian Nights who has to be locked in the harem behind high walls to stop men from killing each other to possess her. And she is staring back at me! She doesn’t blink or look away. I have seen that intensity before, but only rarely, in the eyes of lovers. It feels like she is staring into my soul and letting me see into hers. Her face moves slowly towards me. She stops at my nipple and licks it. Her tongue has a diamond stud in. Excess metal make into additional pins. Temper and sharpen one end." In the tool shed she found pliers, 3 braziers, a poker with the hook broken off, a hammer and tacks, two augers and twine. The tack shed yielded her carriage whip, a bullwhip, rope, and 2 hobbles. The wagon shed held a wagon and plow, neither of which she need because she planned no farming, but she thought of a use for the shed, it's table and broken wagon wheels. And a bird cage of woven wire, wicker style. Which she. She was hoping for a short time to relax after a hectic morning in the office.Lionel hadn’t been around – he’d had to go out to a potential new client for a meeting – but that had at least allowed Allison to concentrate on her work. It was hard to know which of the two of them was more distracted by their situation but Allison knew that it wasn’t helping her with the things she needed to get done. The prospect of the forthcoming fetish event with June and Cerys wasn’t helping either...As she.