In this position, her breasts were pulled up and forced to jut forward. The extreme contortion of her arms was putting a lot of stress into her joints.... Her arms were probably the last part of her body that was still fully functional and this new bondage was making her fear it would not last long. Once again she yanked on her arms, to no avail. Then, a short chain was passed around her back, fixed to the rope holding her wrists. Next Henry produced a very long skewer. She was made to lie flat on. Richard & myself have been having fun, I hate the word swinging, I think it sounds terrible and cheap, anyway as I was saying we’ve been having fun for about 10 years, although we like fun on our terms but have always open to suggestions.Let me explain in a little more detail, Richard is now 65 and I’m hmmmm old enough to know better, Richard has a high sex drives which is great because my sexual appetite is insatiable, however although still very much in love after almost 40 years of marriage. .. maybe it's my motherly instinct." And then I pushed him back, again with my hands on his shoulders with a wry smile. "After all, you're grown up now. You're not a child." You love Dad, don't you?" Of course. Why would you even ask?" Well 'cause you fight all the time." And we make up. There's never been anyone for me other than your father." Not even me?" Oh, baby, I love you more than my own life. Don't ever think that." Mom, what if... ?"Jeff's voice trailed off and he looked down. I. But he was now very aware of the importance of image and the impressions it could make. So gone were the jeans, tee shirts and tennis shoes and in their place casual slacks, Polo pullovers or open collared collegiate style shirts and suede loafers. Gone also was the boyish close cropped haircut. In its place he had his hair styled longer, swept back and layered to promote the impression of his being older. Gone also were the heavy rimmed glasses, replaced by tinted contacts which gave his.