She didn't intend to ask the young woman but she had somehow talked her into saying yes before she realized the woman was asking her out on a dinner d...ate. Women her son's age were much more forward these days than they were back in her youth.Telling her son about the date could wait until John figured out how to get her body back. Then she would tell him all about Anna and convince him to go out with her again, although it would be the first time she would be out on a date with his mind, of. "We'll soon release you from bondage, sleepyhead. And then breakfast." He was dressed in casual clothes, a pair of jeans and a white T-shirt that was tight over his muscular chest and arms. He was in a genial mood and chattered as he untied the knots that bound the boy. "I hope you're not as hard to wake every day." He rubbed David's wrists. "No harm done. And I've brought up breakfast for you." He gestured to a tray on the bedside table. "Come on now. Get yourself straight." He arranged the. What Iwas staring at was a captain's chair, painted white, with the legs cutshort. On its wooden seat was mounted a thick dildo, aimed straight up.I swallowed drily and asked for an explanation."It's simple," he told me. "You sit your pansy ass on there, getting thefake cock up inside you. Then you ride yourself up and down on it, whileyou get it to touch your prostate. If you screw yourself that wayenough, it should make you pop your cork."Madge giggled and clapped her hands. "That is too. As He had guessed, there were only two apartments on the top floor. "Very elite!" He chuckled to Himself. He heard laughter and music coming from the door on His right. "That has to be the one," He told himself.Not bothering to knock He opened the door and walked in. The rooms were large and sumptuously appointed. The décor was masculine. Colors were bright but "aristocratic" if there were such a thing. Chairs and sofas were dark leather, the paintings modern and the cabinets finished in.