We enjoyed our breakfast and chatted away. I found out she liked coffee as much as I do. Returning to my house we sat on the couch in my Florida room ...and had a very in-depth conversation. She explained and talked about all her sexual dreams and fantasies. She was very open and explicit. She said she had never been fucked doggy style, had never sucked a cock, never had oral sex performed on her or had anal sex, and that she wanted to experience all those things. She said she loved her forty-two. But he reminded me that these guys would go about it like they did with me. Not pushy. They don't want to ruin anyone. So I said I'd broach the subject with him.When I got back in the room, he was out of the bathroom. I started talking with him about basic stuff, trying to broach the subject. Finally I just came out and told him. I said that his father and I had been having sex, for fun, for years. He looked shocked. Not surprisingly. I told him that it really was fun. I am not. She read the green fire numbers on the mailbox posts until she found the right one and pulled into the driveway.She sat in her car for a moment, realizing that the shadows were getting deeper, the sun beginning to set. Her flashlight was in her car, her car in a garage a good forty miles from here. She pulled her weapon, feeling better with it's comforting weight in her hands and dug a small penlight from her purse. After a second's consideration, she grabbed one of her two extra clips and put. In fact let's try that out!". "C'mon, put your hands behind your back!". Like I was used to when Sophie was my girlfriend, I obey. Sophie now grabs my wrists and locks them in a pair of handcuffs! I am confused, she must have gotten them when I was busy licking Emily. (Throughout the club there are a sort of vending-machines with various sex-toys and stuff). She also ties a blindfold around my head, and after that a pair of leg-cuffs around my ankles. I begin to think she again tricked me onto.