“You know, baby…” he said, I savored his deep voice. “I understanding wanting to take your bra off when you get home,” he raised my ditched ...lue cotton bra as evidence. “But you can’t just leave it in the entryway.”I chuckled as he threw it behind him, “Hi there.”He came over, kissing me on the forehead. “How are you, baby doll?”I wanted to swoon at those words. He sat down next to me on the swing and I leaned into him. “‘I’m good. You?”He held me closer, his hand trailing my chest. “Better now. Pam wanting a list was a first. Her bringing up my suggestion four days after the fact was definitely a first. Normally the subject wouldn’t come up again until my next attempt months down the road. Her suggesting a specific evening to have our fun was also a little strange. Of course I wasn’t about to look a gift horse in the mouth and went right to work on my list. I put absolutely everything I could think of on it, too. It was going to be like a grade schooler’s Christmas morning for me. I. I bend down to attach a spreader bar to your ankles and then I attach cuff restraints to your wrists, Hanging from the ceiling is a large hook which I lower attaching it to the cuffs around your wrists, I raise you off the ground and you are dangling quite helpless.I do not say anything I just kneel and take off your new high heels you can still smell the newness in the leather, I take one in my hand and with my other hand I part your outer lips, I'm not in any hurry, so for the next few. As he did so the end of one of the laces picked itself up from the floor, pointed its end at Gregg for a moment before slowly threading itself back into his shoes. With a similar show of reluctance the other lace followed.It was impossible Gregg, thought to himself. Of course it was; but so was the obsessively neatly coiled spaghetti. And that was still where it had left itself, on his plate.There had to be, Gregg felt, a rational explanation. He stared across at the knot of cables below the.