You had to prove you were authorized to receive information from a hospital or they wouldn't even acknowledge that a patient was there; and you did th...t by knowing a "secret word." Kind of a cross between the old Groucho Marx TV show—I'd seen it in oldies reruns—and the antics of kids safeguarding their hideaways against intruders."Rose," I said. They'd clued me in on the drill before I'd left, and I'd picked that one simply because I liked the flowers.He had to look it up, of course, but in. She had married had a grown daughter and I had married with three grown k**s. There must have been a spark that never quite went out because as soon as the opportunity came I was on my way to Las Vegas for an epic reunion. I had a room ready at one of the casinos and waited for her outside in the parking lot. She drove up in her car and we recognized each other right off. After we got in the room she lay across the edge of the bed while we talked and started catching up in person. Not long and. Short ofcutting the rope/strap holding me tight, she wouldhave to unlock the belt to free me. She also took awaymy male underclothes. I was to wear panties andpantyhose every minute of the day 24/7.Then it happened. She blindfolded me and put me in atight hogtie and left to go out. Upon her return shefreed me from the hogtie to be retied tightly on thebed. Then removing my gag she forced herself onto myopen mouth. I began to eat her as she always wanted,but something was different. There was a. I got one draped strip with the rest of the image against the blue screen.“Um ... Dee? May I position your robe? We want it pulled down your shoulder and back. I’ll try not to touch you inappropriately,” I said. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly.“I’m all yours,” she sighed. “And after what Susan told me about what you did to her last spring, I’ll be deeply disappointed if you don’t pet my breast at least once.”“It’s really not about being sexual,” I explained rapidly. “Just.