She heard a very drunk Bill on it, telling her how much he loved her little mouth and tight teen body, and asked if she'd stop by sometime that day to...service him. She decided to see how long her exam was going to take her and call him after. Cortni breezed through her exam, finishing at 10:30, and by 10:45, she was out in her car calling Bill. He was still drunk and was very elated when she told him she was going to stop by for an hour, but that she had to leave by 12:30, no exceptions. Bill. We got to their apartment which was more like a huge open space where chairs, couches and a bed were all arranged around the walls. There were also a number of cameras on tripods around the room. We got in and Günter offered me a bottle of water and dug in a drawer and pulled out a bottle of pills and handed me one. “Patti, this will only relax you a little bit and make you more comfortable with what you are doing. It will do you no harm” and with that, he popped one in his mouth. “See, no. Little did he know. He looked up at me, eyes wide open, literally and emotionally, ‘Yes,’ was all he said but he said it with such a depth of feeling that it frightened me a little bit. ‘That’s all right then because I want you to be my boyfriend: will you?’ This seemed to startle him. I don’t think he had worked out that if I was his girlfriend, he was my boyfriend. ‘Well?’ I said. He smiled his lovely smile, ‘Oh yes,’ he said, ‘I will.’ ‘Don’t boyfriends usually sit next to girlfriends?’ I. I’m in pretty good shape, not as well toned as he is, but then he is more into working out than I am. I have always felt we fit well, though. “I’m going to put this on you. You’re just going to have to trust me,” I grin. “Turn around for me?” I ask, with a purr. “Anything for you, and I do trust you. You know I do,” he tells me again. He turns around and I reach up the best I can, tying the scarf around his eyes. I take his sight, making him mine all the more. I don't have a blindfold, but.