She caught her teacher looking at her fairly often, his gaze darting up from where her legs sat crossed one over the other to her face, a nervous tic ...n his cheek giving notice to his hidden nervousness. It seemed he was looking forward to her game, as much as she had been enjoying it. “Big surprise, he’s male, they all like to look!’A bit distracted by her robe, and the fact that she had been well and truly fucked this morning, led Niki to delay her usual game, though the more the teacher. .." she started to protest, ignoring his instructions to be silent."Shut the fuck up and listen to me," Debbie demanded in a very slow measured voice."No!" she shot back defiantly."If you refuse to follow my instructions, you'll be sorry." Oh yeah? And what'll you do?" she asked, still using her taunting, defiant tone. Debbie could almost see her wagging her shoulders at her."I'll leave you here alone. I'll leave you unfinished and you'll never know where I was going to take you." Debbie. It was a crisp fall evening and I wore a ¾ length wool coat over it all. Now I was all ready to...go for a drive?Yep (sigh!) I was still pretty much in the closet and the most adventurous I would get would be to take a drive over to a nearby apartment complex, park in a space and take a quick walk, scurrying back to the car if anyone came my way. This night had been good because no people or cars had interrupted my walk and I ventured even farther than usual. I was quite happy (and aroused). “That was fairly recent, back in college there was a girl who--we’d already shared bed several times--wanted me to tie her up.”“She wanted you too...” Marti said, but didn’t finish the sentence.“Tie her up--to the bed posts,” Paul said, finishing the sentence for her.“What did you tie her up with?” Damon asked.“What do you think, Damon?” “It wasn’t professional or anything. I mean we usually used a scarf or a tie or something. Occasionally my belt, I guess. How did this come up?” Paul.