Kirsten noticed. "Usingup your holiday money?" she enquired. "No, I live in France, with my boyfriend" Kirstennoticed a small tear well up in the corn...r of my eye. "Where are you stayingwhilst you are over here?" she delved deeper; I resented her intrusion intomy personal life, and it showed. To relieve the tension, Kirsten suggesteda coffee – "It's my break time now". We chatted endlessly about my newjob opportunity and when I mentioned the name of the hotel I was booked intoand that I needed. . no speaking ... just surrender." I brush the hair from your face and touch your cheek. You know that whatever comes next you have nothing to fear from me. I guide you to the bed and a kneeling position in its middle. "Give me your hands." You do ... and I pick up the rope and tie them firmly together. You know I have done this before. I stand on the bed for a moment and pass the other end of the rope through an eye hook in the ceiling drawing tight on the slack and your arms instinctively. You look worse than you probably are,” commented Mom.“Huh?”She dug out a compact from her purse and opened it, angling the mirror inside so I could see myself. I couldn’t see much, but it looked like my face was a single swollen giant bruise, with some stitches on various parts, and my right eye was bright red and swollen up like an angry softball. I had a bandage around my head and some white tape on my nose. “The guys were right! I do look like a zombie!” I looked at Mom out of my good left. “Shy eh? Shy my ass”But Leanne was feeling quite randy now herself and felt quite surprised, she had always sort of fantasized about being sexual with another girl but thought that in real life she would back off and so realized that she was actually doing it and enjoying it so, again she touched Alexis’s sensitive area lightly and listened as Alexis’s breathing changed, Leanne rubbed her lips with the smooth gel and watched Alexis close her eyes and sigh.“OK, lets get this thing bald” Leanne.