The incident itself might be good at the time but the fall-out is often very bad if handled improperly. More often than not the best solution in these...instances is to keep quiet. That’s the situation I was put in once when I visited my friend’s aunty about four years ago. It was supposed to have been a simple task, just drop off a movie at her place on my way home from work. I approached the semi-detached house and closed the gate behind me as quietly as I could, it had a habit of slamming and. He is adamant about that. He will only deal with the doctor himself. He wants no help even from me; and nothing at all from you guys for damn sure,” she said.“He is punishing us and it’s him that’s in the wrong on that score; but I do kinda see where he is coming from,” said Blake.“Yes,” she said.“Did he say where you would be going for dinner?” he said.“No, I don’t think he’d even decided that at the time. Maybe somewhere nice here in Laughlin, but no, he didn’t say,” she said. The man. I was sensitive to anything now, and surely knew that if this kept up I'd be responsible for a mess in Jennifer's pretty panties. And that's what i wanted to do. I wanted Alex to be kissing me when it happened, and I thrust my blindfolded head and gagged mouth out, hoping to communicate that I wanted to be kissed. But only the sticky strip of duct tape responded. A kiss all it's own, but not what I wanted. And then, as slowly as it started, it suddenly stopped. Whoever had been "torturing" me. Black bob-haircut with a soft neck and shoulders, she was a fetishist’s dream. Her face had a pure Norwegian look, with lips that were firm and full. Her hands were perfect. He would often watch her smoking hand grabbing his thigh when she was reverse on top. Her thumb and her two far fingers would tightly grip his thigh, while the middle and index finger curled almost upward, holding the cigarette out at a distance. He’d jerked off to this image many times, only to experience it live once.