"I don't think that surprised is quite the word I'd use," Anna began. "More like stunned, shocked, and bewildered in fact."Richard laughed. "Well baby..., I have to admit. This isn't exactly something I would normally have thought about doing either. But your naughty little surprise for me last time, has kept me thinking, wondering what I could do that would surprise you. I didn't think you'd necessarily buy, or even go along with me finding a female massage therapist, certainly one who might be. I rode a bus to this place called the East Bay Terminal and got on a streetcar underneath a big sign that said "Terminal Fun". I never went in that place, but for the rest of my life, I made up stories in my mind about what "terminal fun" would be like. It was a long trolley ride and then a walk to Margo's house, a big three or four-story Victorian on the edge of Golden Gate Park. I had never set foot in a house like this in my life, huge rooms, high ceilings, beautiful paneling and woodwork. 00 pm. Hopefully the girls shouldn't be back yet. Just some time to spend in self bondage in her new hobble skirt, Miranda thought to herslef mischievously. Miranda was careful to but the book back, just after quickly looking at the section on self bondage and how to tie your own hands behind your back using cord, this would come very usefull in her self bondage tonight, and with that she safetly put the book in the envelope into her chest of drawers. Next Miranda pulled out a medium sized case. It oozed endlessly; so warm, so thick, so sticky. I felt fluids gushing between my reddened fingers, so I placed my left hand over the hole as well.“Hold on Benny,” I managed to say as my youngest brother stared back at me with eyes wide as saucers, full of dread.“I can’t fell my legs Buck!” he panics.“I know, Benny,” I fight back my own tears, knowing I have to be strong for his sake. He doesn’t need me being all emotional and shit. I have to keep him calm; to keep him alive, not breaking down.