’ ‘It’s not that easy Beth. Letting yourself go, being bound is something completely different. Your helpless, and I used to think that was kin...ky and fun, but now it’s scary.’ ‘Jen, how many fantasies have you had about Bill?’ Jen stopped and looked at Beth. ‘Shit, that dream I e-mailed you about. I forgot about that.’ ‘That’s right, which is why I can’t understand your reluctance. You did dream all of this didn’t you?’ Beth asked. ‘Well, not all this, but yeah, I had one dream where I was. ’ He left John alone in the room. When John emerged from the red light room, he felt he could barely remember a thing except for gutting fish. The floor was awash in fish intestine, and John’s clothing was positively soaked in ichor, despite an apron. He pushed out a box of neatly stacked fish cuts with his feet, and closed the door. He hung his apron on a hook. He went to the manager’s office and knocked on the door. No response. Outside the window was a clear night. It must have been well. However, I looked at the screen again, where her hands were still there and she playfully fondled that area. Mom had already start to breathe deep.It was so sensual that I couldn’t took it anymore and ran my fingers to rub underneath. As I was panty less I could easily manage to rub my clit, without any restrictions. Then I something came in my mind that another girl was present at that video room, who was looking at me. I turned back my head where I got shock when I saw that reception girl. 'Hi Mom, how are you doing? Look I have a huge favor to ask....can youwatch over Peter while I am in Europe? I know that I am asking a bigfavor but you see......" she went on to explain everything and that shewas her last resort. After a very long conversation her Mother said shewould think about it and call her back tomorrow.Carol hung up the phone, sighed, stood up and grabbing her purse headedfor home. When she got there Peter was up in his room playing computergames and barley said hi.