Taking a cock in each hand, she gently pulled them together. For a moment, she just sat and stared at her prizes. The black cock, with its long, relat...vely slender shaft topped by that giant, purplish, mushroom shaped head, contrasted sharply with the thicker, torpedo shaped shaft and flared pink head of the white one.Not only did they look different, they felt different when performing their intended duties. But despite or maybe because of these differences, they'd combined to create some. " How'd you do that?" asked Caitlin."She has a photographic memory," said Julie, as she served Hannah. "She likes to show off, too." It's not a photographic memory," said Robin, frostily."I know, I know," said Julie. "It's hyperthymesia, but nobody's ever heard of that, and you always have to explain it to them, which takes time and right now I think they want to eat instead of discussing semantics." It's not semantics!" said Robin as the two of them walked away.Julie was right, though.. Nothin'. But she asked me if I was serious the other day when I said something about me takin' Cindy off her hands." You actually SAID that? To Donna?" Yeah. I get to be a gutsy ol' broad, you know. What's she gonna do? I let her live here for free. Anyways, she asked me how you make somethin' like that legal. An' I told her, it was a matter of a court order." She smiled. "An' one a'my husband's best huntin' buddies is the local judge." You're serious?" Yeah, Dan, I'm serious. She can move in. It was a pair of nipple clamps with a chain between them; a leather waist cincher, a leather g-string, and fishnet thigh high stockings with a very hot pair of high heels. He dressed me, then blindfolded me, handcuffed me, and put a choker and chain around my neck. This was quite a surprise, because I'd never had him want to restrain me in any way before, and I'd never been restrained in my life! Ever. What happened next was even more of a shock. He led me out of my motel room like that! Into.