” My hands gently hold her shoulders and she shudders slightly as they touch her soft, bare skin. They gently stroke down each of her arms before re...ching her wrists, then holding them firmly but not tightly I raise her arms over her head. She feels the smooth touch of silk as her hands are bound together and attached to a device a comfortable height above herr head. “Is that comfortable?” I whisper in her ear. “Mmmmm,” she responds, nodding slightly and leaning her head back against my chest.. Normally, I'd find this a pervy thing for someone to say but I could literally feel the honesty and confidence dripping from this guy. He wasn't just dropping me a bullshit line.“Thanks,” I chirped, “you're not so bad yourself!”With that, he just held my gaze, gave me a knowing smile with his eyes and moved up even closer alongside me. My heartbeat rocketed and I could feel it thumping hard against my chest, so much so I was actually afraid he'd be able to see it. He lifted his arm and ever so. Just that my cat wasn't waiting for me last night when I got home and that's not like him. He'll turn up soon enough, I expect!"She tried to busy herself with her work, but the tears would not be banished, unlike when she had been painfully and soundly thrashed by Miranda on many an occasion and remained bravely dry eyed throughout. She was so awfully fond of that silly infuriating animal! The phone rang. Probably that disgusting Patric again. Couldn't that creep ever learn to take "No" for an. I knew long distance relationships rarely worked, but I really wasn’t looking for anything particularly serious at the moment and thought maybe I could find someone of like mind. Removing the distance restriction really opened up my choices. In particular, a petite brunette caught my eye. Now they say gentlemen prefer blondes, but I find brunettes to be hotter than heck. I guess growing up in So Cal and running into some many blondes made brunettes more attractive in general. To me, brunettes.