I wan. To spoil you. To say thank you one last time before my daddy comes home and before you leave. I want you to hump me. I want to be your little s...lut for the moment. Your busty toy. To be used for your pleasure merely for one sole purpose. To dump you load of cum in or on me" :) I smile looking up at you as I'm stroking your cock with hair conditioner. It's soft silky texture feels I imagine feels amazing to Dan. Dan's moaning softly as I stroke home slowly and lightly. Letting him have a. "Sort of" I replied.I led her over to an area with what were essentially 7 doctors examination tables spaced 4-5 feet apart. I sat her down on the middle table."Where the hell are we?" she asked.In response, I quickly snapped her collar around her neck, pulled her down to the bed, and padlocked the d rings on the collar to the table."What the fuck?" she yelled.I quickly pulled each leg up into a stirrup and locked them in place at the knee and ankle. I then pulled her arms back behind her. “Yes,” she said.“You gonna go?” I said.“Thought I’d ask you first. I’ve cooled off some. But I figure that really, it should be your call,” she said. I nodded.“Thanks for that,” I said. “Do go. I really can’t wait to hear what lie she’s gonna tell. I might write me a novel or something. It’d be good material I’m sure.”“Okay, if you’re sure,” she said.I saw her off; it was Saturday. I had okayed her to go to the Hansons’ and talk to the woman, but after the fact I had misgivings. Well, the die. I didn't want to read Jens Peter Jacobsen, either. I thought of Alice. I had looked her up. And she'd made a remark about an article of mine.In the library, at the bibliography table, I thought I'd look in the most recent volume. "Singleton, A." had two entries: a Ford and a Haggard. The previous year listed a piece on A.E. Coppard, whoever he (or she?) was. And the one before that featured an article on Anna of the Five Towns and one on Wilde and Beerbohm. I decided that five items would be.