But the one thing Elise and I have learned, is that life is too short for secrets and that, ultimately, there are very few things that warrant secrecy.... We began tickling each other when we were dating, and since then, our relationship has been filled with some of the most erotic and fulfilling adventures I have ever known. We experimented with bondage techniques as a means of intensifying the sensations, and came up with all sorts of role-playing scenarios. We even discussed inviting a third. But nobody told me anything. Mushroom, they treat me worse than mushrooms, I thought.So ... I didn't know that the reconstructed watch would put me back home milliseconds after I left and do it so fast that it would take an ultra high speed camera played back at slower than refrigerated molasses poured from a small mouthed jug to see I'd been gone.If I had known it ... I still wouldn't go. The idea of separation from Wendy was getting harder to take everyday. She was recovering from yet a. I beat her hard with the wood of the brush, once again across each very red buttock. ‘PLEASE, PLEASE, STOP!’ I merely thrashed her harder. ‘I’ve had enough of your selfish manipulation, your little mind games… your contrived moods to get you’re own way. Report me to the police and have me prosecuted – I really don’t give a FACK!’ After about twenty swats I became aware of a change in her: she ceased hollering and the crying reduced to a gentle sniffing – her unclad body became pliant. I felt. We went at his suite. That ladies asked both of us to remove our dress. He removed his shorts and t-shirt and he was only in his small underwear. I was looking at his body. He had good healthy body. He said me to remove mine clothes too. I removed mine dress and I was only in bra and panty. Then the ladies applied some oil and massaged our bodies. I was getting some tickling sensation in mine body. After half an hour the massage was over and he paid the ladies and they had gone. We both had.