When the food coma wore off? Boredom. And the sex? What a snooze! Chef Johnny could dine my brains out, but that was about all he could do for me. Ins...ead of breaking off the relationship when the time had come, we began to rely on dining as the core aspect of our relationship. I went down all those avenues described above, the roleplay, the exotic locales. Eventually I realized that dirty dining satiates a woman through a fantasy of being desperate and vulnerable, by linking her survivability. She usually called me fortwo reasons: to complain about Karen's situation or mine. She didn'tapprove of me living with Candy before we got married, and she wasn't abig fan of my fianc? in general because of the tattoos and general "Idon't give a fuck" attitude. I think she suspected that Candy wasn'tvery religious (she wasn't, but she didn't make a big deal about it). Mymom knew that I was agnostic but didn't mind too much since I said I'dstill uphold family traditions and go to church at least. Sophie looked at him. "Yes, I'm in on it," he grinned.Jessie had gotten all of Sophie's clothes off by then, and led her to the bed. "Lie down," Jessie commanded. Sophie did so, and Jessie reached under the bed and withdrew the restraints. He pulled Sophie's wrist up to the headboard." You are going to tie me up?" Sophie said."Oh, I'm going to do more than tie you up," Jess grinned."OOOOOOO!" That's right." Jess got the other hand tied, then grabbed the blindfold. "I can't tie your ankles yet,. So it was kind of a long time. She's pretty, not like Sammie who's about the prettiest girl in school, but cute. Heather's definitely cute, with brown hair to her shoulders, kind of wavy, and nice hazel eyes. Soft white skin and small breasts maybe, a little baby fat on her hips, but she was growing still. She'd had a boyfriend, a high school guy like 17 years old, but he'd dumped her. That had been tough and Heather had spent a lot of time at my house crying over that jerk. She thought he'd.