“Tape your mouth”. I pick up a roll of gaffer tape, cut off a strip then apply the tape over my stuffed mouth.“Get your harness ready” I pick...up a some rope nearby. “Down on your knees” I drop to a kneeling position facing the camera. The rope has a loop and slip knot at one end, I pass the loop over my feet and then sit on my haunches, feeding two loose ends under my armpits then up behind my head where I knot the two ends together. I raise my self up to a kneeling position and this tightens. John was a decent guy but he looked like the only lifting he ever did was lifting the phone to his ear at work. Surely Debbie deserved better, I said to myself.I had no trouble winning my game with Joyce. Debbie grabbed her cue as I began to break. I made an impressive looking break but didn’t sink a thing. I thought of something that I'd like to sink.Debbie leaned forward to make her shot. As she bent over the pool table her shirt crept up her back, revealing the small of her back. I had a. ’ he smiled as his wife kissed him on the cheek and whispered something in his ear. Married! DAMN! Mila cursed inwardly. She had taken all this time to prepare, feeling that the attraction was mutual and now she felt quite the fool, a little schoolgirl with a crush. Veronique was a statuesque beauty, with raven-black hair and caramel skin, she had dark eyes and lips that were full and inviting. She was clad in a form-fitting black, velveteen dress and heels, it was plain to see that her body. But I never dreamed I'd be blown away-- the moment I saw the hostess."She blushed a little, and seemed a little uncomfortable. I knew why; she didn't think she was quite as beautiful as the other girls Sergio hired. But it was time to tell her the truth about the evening, the lovely evening we'd shared. I had to hope it wouldn't end it right there."My clients were all over the others, I know. They have conventional tastes, are easily wowed by blondes like so many foreigners. But I saw only you..