It was almost like ayin yang, but with an additional swirl.He stopped in a few other booths, from livestock to record collections.The list of goods wa...s endless. As he approached the far end of themarket, he saw a woman at a booth selling some of her own art. There werecanvas paintings, pottery, sculptures, and even some handmade jewelry.The woman herself looked to be in her 40's, with reddish-blonde hair. Shewore and expression of relaxation and appeared to be care-free. Tonyapproached the. . no reaction. Not a flicker or a flinch ... out for the count. “Well ... do something.”This was ... for 1980 ... a thoroughly modern house. There was a phone on a stand right next to the bathroom door. No chasing into the bedroom to answer a call ... a wet person could drip on the floor right here.“I need an ambulance at 2434 S Boston. My boyfriend has fallen and he’s not responsive.”“Wendy Austin.”“Yes ... I’ll stay on the line.”EEK!Wendy dropped the phone. The 911 operator heard a bang .... Then I would kiss you on your neck, sliding my tongue around it, tasting you. Then I'd go down the center of your chest to you bellybutton. I'd slide back up your body and take your left nipple between my lips and suck it until it became rigid between my lips. I'd massage your breast as I sucked your nipple until I slide my tongue to your right nipple where I'd do the same. After both nipples were erect, I'd slide back up to you lips and kiss you aggressively. Our tongues feeling each other,. ... "yes princess cum for me"....what a sweet request and as my hips bucked under his relentless attack I just that. He wrapped his mouth around me and drank me like a sweet wine, pulling me in closer until I was spent. Laying back panting and lost in a haze he said "stand up sweetheart I am not close to done with you." As I stood, his gaze met mine and the heat that drove deep to my core left me feverish. He walked to me the wall again, bound my hands and attached them to a hook on a pulley.