I’d been honing my skills so to speak, flicking my Bic, practicing the placement of pennies here and there on unsuspecting people, or when the oppor...tunity presented itself, just brushing against, or touching something I knew was made of copper that someone was wearing. That eventually proved to work the best. Maybe because in those instances, they were closer to the people I used this on. That…and having gone at least two days to ensure I had a ‘full charge’ not knowing what else to really call. " "How about using your middle name?" Brody suggested. "I have a couple of aunts who do that." "My middle name is Riley." "Oh." Brody wondered how far into his mouth his foot would fit. "Thanks." She shook her head. "Sorry, I'm not trying to be difficult. You didn't know, and I am grateful for the help." Brody was silent as Ryan leaned over the cart and began pulling the bags out. When she grabbed a chair to keep from falling, he shook his head at himself and stepped over. "Here, let me." He. Next she heard him unstrap her ankles and relished the sensation of being somewhat free. He pulled down her stockings and alas Dara(Ket) was completely naked except for her mask and the wrist restraints that kept her taut frame upright.Tom resumed hosing her, the icy water now pounding on bare flesh. Just as she thought her ordeal may be subsiding, back came the brush. Everything had been but a ploy, the hosing with clothes on, the tease and denial, the infuriating jabs to the face with the. They felt perky but hung under their weight, showing a natural bounce. She played a version of peek-a-boo with the breasts that drove me crazy. She then turned around and teased me by turning her body and giving me a peek of her breasts until I finally spoke up. “Turn around Rebecca, you’re driving me crazy.” She looked over her shoulder and turned back towards me, smirking. “Yes sir, is there something you’d like me to do, or do for me?” Before she was facing me my hands were on.