.but something still felt wrong. Ipulled away, feeling bad about doing so."I'm sorry, Satori," I said, "I...I need some time to think about this." Sh...e only smiled at me, she was always so kind and considerate."I understand," She said, "I'll leave you alone for the rest of thenight, how about?" Thanks," I said, going to my room.I thought about that encounter for a long time afterwards. We didn'ttransform each other as much for a while; a combination of not beingalone together and we needed a. I told him we got to talking and lost track of time as I walked out the barn to feed the cow and get the bucket of milk. LOL.. my dad told me a few days later that he had caught cousin and I in the barn but had turned and walked down the trail before starting back to the barn humming that unknown tune he always hums. That was my introduction to sex and bondage. It hooked me and I have done it since. The next year my first year of high school I met a beautiful girl which was a year ahead of me. .of shootingyour seed, more one of fulfillment. Your head spins as you try to workout exactly what is happening to you.Your breathing returns to normal but the scent of rubber continually fansthe flames. You try to concentrate, try to remember..... something.....anything, but noting comes to mind. All you know is that rubber is amajor trigger, one for which you have been programmed. At the thought ofprogramming you wonder if you are a sentient being at all and not acomputer. As your breathing. Back inSylvia's room I went through her drawers and found what must have been heronly pair of jeans. They were of course designer and fit very tight, butthey'd last until I could buy something. I pulled on a cotton shirt andfound a leather jacket. That and some shoes were all I'd need. I found apair of running shoes and put them on, after over a year of wearing nothingbut high-heels they felt good on my feet. I decided to take my revenge before I left. I laughed as I tied the.