Byron was there. We role played and chatted, both personal and sexual. I slipped and told him about my little first try at a gang bang. He was shocked...to find that my man didn't know. I felt guilty because I knew Byron wouldn't agree with my secrecy, and might tell my man because they were friends on a personal level. Byron asked me if he would get the chance to have me again. In a heated chat I said “yes.” He wanted to plan a meeting because he didn't live close. I agreed to have sex with him. 'I reached out to grab a towel. But Carol grabbed my arm and gaveit a vicious twist, spinning me round. I heard something clickin her hand, then she was pulling my arm upwards, to where awater-pipe came through the ceiling. She passed something behindthe water-pipe then pulled even harder.Jeez! I was almost being pulled off the ground by the chainaround my wrist. I grabbed upwards to try to stop herdislocating my arm. There was another click, and I found I washandcuffed to the water-pipe, my. As the driver pulled away from the intersection, I maintained eye contact with him in the mirror as I raised my right hand slowly to my boobs and massaged my left one with my hand inside the little bit of dress that covered my tit. The massaging quickly exposed the entire boob to view.My other hand dropped between my legs to massage my cunt. Although the view of that part of the action by the driver was largely blocked, he knew what I was doing by the motion of my arm and by the drifting aroma. "She's really glad to have youhere," she said."I'm glad I'm finally here," I said. "I wish I hadn't been so faraway when he Twisted, but... well, staying in North America for five orsix years, during the whole window of time when he might have Twisted,just seemed too claustrophobic." Don't beat yourself up over that," she said. "You've been coming tosee him regularly, and I expect you've had to fight your compulsionssometimes to be here when you told them you would, right?"I nodded curtly. .