She had thigh high stockings on and was lying on her back. Needless to say my dick was already getting hard!So I wrote her a letter that contained my ...phone number. A few days went by and then I got the call! She had a sexy voice and she wanted to meet at a local diner for coffee. I arrived before her and waited out front.Soon, this short haired German lady walked in. She was very pretty and dressed nice! She had a green blouse and skirt on and I could see she had black nylons on with black. She brought her hands to her nose to scratch a little, but even that move was difficult due to the tape that held her wrists together. The blindfold she was wearing was tightly covering her eyes although it was soft as no intention to hurt her meant. She brought her knees up a little more forgetting that one angle was secured by a rope to the bedframe.She could hear the music and noise from the party below. It had started after she had admitted her wrong doing one more time and let herself be. " I admitted. I never held back about that kind of thing, I was proud of my most-likely-a-knock-off-or-possibly-stolen purse.She laughed and it was adorable. "Wow, right on." She shifted her weight to the other leg and moved her shopping basket to her opposite hand. "It pays to be thrifty and trusting of people selling shit out of the back of their vehicles."Then I laughed, it did sound weird having someone putting it that way. "I don't even think it was his truck, honestly. It was like this. I laughed at his new boldness and said that he should follow us again. He said that he would leave soon and she and I left arm in arm, both of us excited at our new adventure to come.We made it home and sat and talked and got stoned, but he didn’t come immediately. We were getting a bit disappointed, but we must have given him our phone number, as it rang an he apologized and said he was on his way. Judy said she would go upstairs to get undressed and left. The door bell rang and I went to open.