5 inches and was straining to get free from the silk knickers. She said come with me and led me to her bedroom and made me stand in front of her full ...ength mirror, as scared as I was I was really turned on, she then asked Have you ever seen a women in her underwear before? I stammered that with the exception of spying on my sister that no I hadn’t, she just smiled and unfastened her skirt letting it fall to the floor, then removing her blouse standing there in an almost see through baby blue. I pulled off my clothes and felt so exposed, so vulnerable just standing there. She put the blindfold on me and as a laid back, she tied my hands around the tree above my head. Completely helpless, I knew the knots were tight enough to not let me get away,She kissed my cheek. “Have fun.”“Thanks” I grinned as I heard her footsteps gradually got away.It was quiet, the breeze touching my body gave me goosebumps and my nipples hardened. I thought about what I looked like laying here, what. "You're hurting, aren't you?" Bullets do that. Where are you?" I'd called her cell phone when she didn't answer a call to her home."L.A. I flew in last night. Do you know how many hospitals there are in the L.A. area?" Call off the hounds. I didn't go to a hospital. Did anyone arrest Ganarelli?" No. He wasn't the shooter. He was questioned and released." I figured. What about the shooter?" Questioned and released. He claimed self-defense, and half the gang in the restaurant backed up his story.. Wow. I think I’m going to like this hypnotism. With this whole scenario running through my mind in a nanosecond, I was returned back to Starbucks with Gloria’s invitation. ‘We can go to my place,’ said Gloria. ‘I only live a block away.’ Gloria had a small studio, but it was on the top floor of a 4 story walkup. Being one story above most of the other houses in the neighborhood, it was private enough. Both women were wearing short denim skirts and scalloped blouses, the kind of blouse that.