30 so I could come round then if you're serious about it.''That would be great, you know where I live don't you? I'll see you then.'Claire walked out ...of the shop and sat on a bench and put on her new shoes. She walked through the shopping centre and loved the sound of the clip clop of the heels on the concrete floor, she hoped that men where turning round and looking at her legs.Claire got home and started thinking about the massage. Where should Amy do it. The bed would be too low. She decided. “Truth now, promise?”“Yes.”“Do you want to? I mean with me?”“Will you accept something other than a ‘yes’ or ‘no’ answer? Please?”“Sure.”“Physically? Yes. You’re really cute and I really like you. A lot. Emotionally? I don’t know. I don’t want to hurt you or take advantage of you or do something you’ll regret.”“You think I’m cute?”She stood 5’5” tall, had long, dark hair, deep brown eyes, and a trim figure. I’d called her ‘cute’ because she just had that look. I couldn’t describe it, really.. He was a total gentalman and was never pushy even though all knew what the meeting was all about. We told him we were going to go slowly with this, as it was new to us and he seemed to understand. Next we met with the younger man and our meetings went almost the same as with the other man.. we mulled it over and decided we would invite the older man over to get better acquainted. Everything went well, even though nothing happened the first visit. Same thing happened with the younger man. Things. Her muscular frame growing restless, Maddy twisted her wrists against the padded cuffs as a chill breeze crossed her bare, freckled skin - at least, she hoped Dwight didn't get her naked and bound when someone else might make the two-hour hike up the mountain. The view was gorgeous and the dry heat only barely drew sweat in the shade of the two rustling oaks she was strung between. Her wrists were tethered to low branches overhead as she knelt in the prickly grass, her ankles tied to stakes.