We were best friends, confidant. We went everywhere together. We did everything together. We talked about everything, openly sharing our most personal... and intimate thoughts and feelings. There were no subject that was taboo or off limits. Slowly, as the boys matured sexually we spent more and more time talking about sex. Slowly I became aware of the sexual tension developing between us. The sexual tension developing between us surged upwards as the years passed. I was well aware of how well. “Stop it!” ...and smiled so I knew she didn’t want me to. Her dildo was still inside her so I lifted my foot so I could tap the end of it about an inch or so further in. I moved my foot back and it retracted and I pushed it again. “Ooooooooh!” She exclaimed. “Sorry, no. Not you my chair just moved by itself”. I kept tapping her dildo with my foot while she tried to keep composed and finish the conversation. She said goodbye to whoever it was and put the phone back on her desk. “What am I going. Day after day we spent at the beaches of Perth and the intense Western Australia sun turned Keiko's skin almost black except where her bikini kept it covered. Sometimes, three times a day I'd fuck her smooth tanned body, relishing the smallness of it as she grabbed my thick, dark blonde hair and wide tanned shoulders. Sometimes she would willingly tell me of her times with Jason but often I'd have to ask and she obliged, loving the hard and fast thrusts her words incited.Months later we were. Thirsty. I reached for the Sandman and found it missing. As my head cleared I realised I was naked and manacled with esoteric bindings.Suddenly a bright light landed on me. "Who are you? Why would you bring destruction on us?"Standing and holding a hand to cut the glare I made out a circle of robed figures dressed as Justicars. I tried to scan past them and the manacles flared, the pain dropping me to the floor."Your powers are useless while bound. We've had criminals Before and the Writings.