At last I pulled into the driveway of my house and reached for my handbag, I was about to take the biggest step of my life and I was nervous,"I'm in t...e den darling" I heard my husband shout down to me, I'm ready for you"He was naked and sitting on a straight back chair with the ropes knotted tightly to his wrists and ankles, quickly I tied each rope to the chair and stood back to look at him, he was as excited as I was but unknown to him, for a different reason.He waited expectantly for me to. "Mr. O'Shaughnessey!" she called out as loud as she could, waving her hand in the air to get his attention. Realizing at the same moment that she was going to look pretty stupid if she was wrong.A smile filled her face as the tall man turned at the sound of his name. He looked around for a moment, perplexed as to who had called him."Mr. O'Shaughnessey!" Ilyssia repeated, this time getting his attention.Seeing the rather attractive young woman waving to him, Sean Michael O'Shaughnessey was more. . ? No... ?" We did, as a matter of fact," I said. "Jill and I were talking about it when you went to Toronto..." Barbara owns a series of ... boutiques; I guess you could call them ... They're all over the country; Miami, New York, Chicago, Las Vegas, Los Angeles. She sells high-end clothes to women who have lots of money and the physical attributes to wear those clothes well. I mean the kind of stuff you wouldn't dare wear with a bra and panties. You know; a dress with the back so low you. ‘What the fuck are you putting in me?’ Ginger ignored her pleading. ‘I’ll get the head restraint on her.’ Ginger moved to the back of the chair and fastened two heavy steel plates to the back of the seat. She maneuvered them into position in spite of Bailey twisting her neck, locked Bailey’s head in place and ran a strap across the struggling woman’s forehead. Now the only things Bailey could see were the floor, ceiling and screen. ‘Please just let me go,’ Bailey cried, tears working their.