George Michael’s, “Older-Spinning the Wheel” plays softly and sets the mood as the singer’s smooth voice sings in perfect harmony to the saxop...hone playing in the back ground. The smooth saxophone calls to your soul. Shaun breaks the silence almost at the right moment…just as goose bumps were forming on your arm. From behind you he asks, “So what do you think we have planned for you?” In his deep but soft voice. “Well,” you say to him in a smart and playful voice, “I don’t really know…but I. Why didn’t he fight for her? Why didn’t he punch out Pete in that motel room and pull her out of there? Why? Instead he ignored her pleas to talk, he turned his back and literally forced her into going along with Pete’s idiotic blackmail scheme. Where else could she go. I had built an impenetrable wall around myself, he thought. Yes, for the very first time, Gary realized he was not without blame. But now what? As Judy came to the end of her story she had to excuse herself one more time. Her. .now ......and she knew it. I picked up the cuffs from her hand bag and slipped one round one of her wrists. I sensed her body tense and she let out a shallow gasp as the metal clicked one notch at a time until it was tight. She went to move her other arm out of the way, making me grasp it and pull it back behind her and she continued to struggle, in vain, to stop me clicking the second cuff into place. I knew from her breathing and the little moans as she struggled that she was getting a. I needed his huge penis inside me." Honey", I said, "This is not the time to be coy. I wanted that too. I took you there with the idea you would get fucked. I encourage you to let go. Seeing you fuck him was so hot I climaxed in my pants without even touching myself. So please don't worry about me getting mad. I want you to do it again and again. That is why we went again and I hope you will go tomorrow night with me." I was so worried." And with that she snuggled against me. "Do you still love.