Indeed the first week he was gone was torture. Sure, we talked every night, did some phone sex in which we'd masturbate together and engaged in a litt...e sexting, but it wasn't the same. We were on the phone one night with a week left before his return and just before hanging up he said to me "I have something I want for you to do tomorrow."Day One: The Princess PlugI was thinking he was going to ask me to pick up his dry cleaning or something but no. "I want for you to wear your anal plug all. Do not worry about trying to do the dance perfect, do it as interpretative. Move how it feels right for you.”And after about 10 seconds I started to do that. Most of what I did was as I had learned so many years before, trying to follow the same routine I had done the week before the accident. But without a scarf it felt a bit strange, so I used my cane instead. I am sure it looked strange, running my cane through my fingers and then in 2 hands as I moved, body and hands-arms more locked. By the time her hands were back behind her head the wet fingers were pinching and rolling one of her nipples, both of which were as large as her pinkie and stuck out at least an inch.?Oh, yes. Look at how big these have gotten. I’d better put a leash on them before they grow too large and try to escape.? Babs concentrated on not screaming as the alligator clips bit into her sensitive flesh, and blinked back tears as several ounces of lead weight was hooked to the short chain connecting the. I wanted to show a little chaos and “no honor among thieves” when the car was brought in. It looked like Martha shot Jerry on the way, then she escaped with all the gold.I was still working on the story for the vest, but I had an idea. I also proved to myself the wisdom of the “don’t reuse’ rule for ceramic armor; despite going through the door driven by less gunpowder than usual the ceramic plate was now cracked.Driving home I had to wrestle with how much of the gold Abril would get back. If.