They kept themselves loose, both physically by stretching and doing some light exercises, and mentally by talking, joking and just hanging out like go...d friends do. 4:30pm was the starting time for the match. Kellie, Jennifer, Amber and Heather were as ready to go as they would ever be, and couldn’t wait for the appointed time to arrive. ******* He felt exactly the same way. But for entirely different reasons. Brad was preparing himself for a torturous day. There was nothing he could do at this. When you return you see I already have the lube opened. You tell me that I should put the blue one up you first, then you will do the same for me. You lay on your stomach and spread your legs.I squirt lube up your anus and around your hole, finger massage you a little before I put some more lube on the vibrator and press it against your asshole. I take my time to gently press it about five inches up into you. I don’t turn it on yet though. I tell you we will turn them on together.You now. I thought that you cared for me. What have I done?" spilled out in an almost incoherent jumble of words and sobs."I'm not bringing you back to him. I would never to that to you. You belong to me now." I do? You're not taking me to him?" she said as she began to calm a little."Of course I'm not taking you to him. Not exactly, anyway. I want your help in identifying his house so that I can make sure that he never does to anyone else, what he did to you." You're not going to leave me with him?". "We can drink, and catch up just like the old days!" she laughed on the other end of the phone. The tone of her voice giving away her smile. Two weeks later I was standing outside their front door, with a bottle of wine in my hand and uncertainty in mind. Should I really be here after all these years? How long had it been anyway? Twelve years at least, no thirteen... whatever. stop stalling and ring the bell. She pulled open the door wearing a smile that lit up the night around me, appearing.