He didn’t pay attention to any of the dirty looks sent in his direction. The rumor mill had gone rampant over ‘the creepy guy’ taking photograph...s. Any comments that Chuck might have made about the conversation earlier had not spread with the speed of the juicy rumors.After he finished eating, he went back to his locker and grabbed his flute. He headed out for the football field to practice some more. He didn’t feel like dancing, particularly after having Val send him dirty looks the previous. His eyes were soft and rich, yet she was still uncertain what he thought about her. They had been chatting over French fries at the greasy spoon diner for more than hour and every minute that passed she found herself growing more and more drawn to him. He emanated masculinity, from his tall, full figure to his dense light-colored beard. His long hair hung past his flannel-covered shoulders and framed his face. Redneck, he had called himself. Yet there was something more dynamic there, she also. "Jim paid the driver and they went inside and were seated in a nice booth near the back of the restaurant. "So tell me Jan, what is a beautiful woman like you doing all alone in Las Vegas?" Well I'm a business widow. My husband is a region VP and his company is having their annual corporate business meeting here. My husband, Terry, is taking care of clients, so I am left to fend for myself. What about you?" God it sounds like exactly the same thing. My wife, Marion is a regional too and here. .. you are enjoying it as well. I untie you and pull out of your pussy, grab you by the hair and kiss you again as i push you back onto the bed in the secret room I attach your hands to the headboard, put a blindfold on you and bend each of your legs and wrap a rope around your bent legs... just above your knee to just below your knee... This keeps your legs bent and I attach a bar to your ankles to keep your legs spread. You are now laying on the bed completely helpless and ready to be.