I lead you to a tree which stands by the cabin in across from the porch. No words are said as I point to the tree you stand where I have pointe..., as I walk around it letting the rope from my wrist as I do. I let the rope hang to the ground around the tree trunk.I I take the rest of the rope from my wrists and the rope across your hands. I take your hair in my handand lower your head down, you start to kneel . My hand moves between your legs you spread them slightly as you feel my hand. The first rule is to play safe. That means I don't want to go through the bottle and diaper stage again. And I also don't want to take Porsche to the clinic to have 'it taken care of'. Porsche is on the pill and you know what those individually-foil-packed ballons are for. So let's not have any new additions to the family. "The second rule is about location. I don't care if you do it on the dining room table, the top of the fridge, or in one of the kitchen cabinets–whatever turns you two on.. "I'm naked, and I'm coming for you, Rose. Mommy is coming," I whispered, slowly going out the door.I closed it without making a sound, and as I was in the clear, I cheesed and strolled right out the bathroom door."The cool air is hitting me, and my heart is pumping hard too, sweetheart. Get ready for me.I opened it up too calmly and made my way in there silently. As I got the door closed, I lazily walked towards the shower door.I slathered my lips one more time before I grabbed onto the bar. "I. " Jamie giggles.Ordinarily, the thought of spending Valentine's Day with not one, but twosexy, famous models would be any heterosexual man's dream, and I verymuch consider myself to be a heterosexual man. However, when the twomodels are your ex and one of your very best friends, It can get alittle... awkward. Krystie and I still have an occasional- VERYoccasional- 'friends with benefits' relationship, but with Jamie... It'shard to feel erotic thoughts for someone you view as like a sister.Sure,.