So we began talking about boobs. Now hers were enhanced which is ok. Some people don't like that but I am ok with it. Nice tits are nice tits! Her shi...t was low cut and she pulled it down so that her nipples almost popped out. Fuck her tits were so amazing! I just kept staring and staring. I just could not help myelf. I was mesmorized by those fucking tits!After a while in the air and much conversation she said she needed to use the restroom. As she got up she faced me to scoot on by to get to. I finished dressing, with Darcy’s panties on, and left for the gym I hit before work. I knew Darcy had several committee meetings at the country club as well as the items she had to shop for Gretta. I "wondered how many people would get the view of their life todayUndressing at the gym wasn’t bad, I slid everything off in one move. Dressing was difficult. I waited until I didn’t think anyone was looking and quickly slid on Darcy’s panties and then my slacks. I noticed one odd look from an old. I wouldn't intercede, but I would miss her. The suspense of notknowing what will happen is what I enjoy most about these games. Savingher without cause would prove that there really wasn't any risk, and thatwould ruin everything. So despite the loss, I would let her die, if thatwas how things played out.I picked up the loose rope, which I had already tied to the leg stilltouching the floor, and tied the loose end to the ankle that was suspendedin the air, making sure to pull it just tight. In other words, I could not listen to you and simply say ‘this person is crazy’ and commit you to a mental health hospital. I would have to go to court and convince a judge that you were a clear danger to yourself or others, that you could not function in normal daily life, and that you needed long term professional care. I would have to call witnesses and then another health professional, not a therapist, but a psychiatrist with a medical doctorate would have to confirm my diagnosis and.