It felt sexy, as you were not wearing any bra. We were sitting in a car parked on a hill overlooking the city. We were in a fallow field with weeds gr...wing almost as tall as the grill of the car. There was one other car in there about 25 feet away. The windows were steamed up and we could just make out the shapes of a young couple inside. We were not paying much attention to them, as we were more interested in kissing each other. I pushed my tongue into your mouth to explore the warm wet. She’s talking about her ex, how she could not understand why he cheated. Neither can you. You would never cheat on your girlfriend, at least, you think. You can’t say for sure, because you’ve never had one. “He’s just an asshole,” you say, trying to comfort Danielle. “I guess,” she answers. You both finish eating. Danielle picks up the plate and walks into the kitchen. You walk over to your bag and grab your books. “Where are we going to do this?” you ask Danielle. “On the couch would be. ” he started.
“Nothing, so whatever you want, any way you want.”
 Lynette maneuvered the wheelchair into the living room. She and Don had bought the house four years ago right after the accident which had left her paralyzed from the waist down. He had spent almost a year in making it handicap accessible and remodeling furniture, counters, etc to her height. Then two years ago the recession hit and Don was thrown out of work. The mortgage payments were strapping them, there were the costs of. "If I remove your gag will you be a good boy Dave," asked Ellen?I nodded again"Okay," replied Ellen, loosening the long black scarf that had been wrapped around my lower face for the past couple of hours. "If you shout at me or be generally rood to me, I promise this gag goes back on and I'll leave you here for the night, do you understand?"I nodded again, trying to mumph a yes response to Ellen."Good boy," laughed Ellen as she slowly and may I add, painfully; pulled the sticky duck tape from.