‘But you didn’t mind, did you?’ ‘You know I don’t mind,’ she almost whispered, ‘but I think I should have.’ ‘Why?’ ‘I’m not qu...te sure,’ she sighed. ‘Just as I’m not sure why I just told you exactly what I was thinking.’ ‘Then don’t think about it,’ he whispered as he kissed her again and this time Peggy let herself go with the flow and they were breathing hard and fast when he finally released her. ‘Do you live around here?’ the young man whispered when he finally got his breath back. Damn!. Didn't do it by herself. No. I raise my hand and thank God and all the people he sent me, people who tripped me up so bad that I finally hit bottom and people who were there to love me all the way back.Cindy, my daughter, who by rights could have turned her back on me, but didn't. She and her husband opened their home and their hearts to me and by doing that, took me into the middle of an amazing community.And Bill. My Bill. The man who looked at me and saw a future, not a past, and married. Moving the dildo up and down, flicking his wrist totwist dildo slightly inside her, tugging the fistful of her hair that he stillheld; all resulted in more moans and more writhing from his excited wife. After a few minutes of teasing, he was worried that he might hurt her. Whenhe pulled the vibrator away she let out a whimper; she had been enjoying hisattentions and didn't want them to stop. He awkwardly turned off the vibratorwith one hand while still holding onto her hair with the other, then. As you get closer you notice something else. Lying on top of the pillow is a blindfold and a note. You pick up the blindfold feeling its softness between your fingers. The note simply says "Hello Sandi, Glad you could make it. Take your time, make yourself comfortable. When you're ready, text me on my phone. Remove your clothes, place the blindfold over your head and lie on the bed. Think about the stories I've written you."You open your phone and send the message as instructed. You begin to.