’ Her voice was raising in pitch now. ‘Or maybe you like it,’ I retorted. ‘That’s what you want isn’t it? You want me to like being touche...d up.’ I tried to soothe the situation, as it would soon escalate into a full blown argument. ‘Look Debbie, you’re a grown woman. It’s precisely because you’re not my property that I’m not going to intervene. If you are letting this bloke touch you up, provided you’re not drunk or drugged, then I have to be adult enough to stand back.’ She relaxed her. ” “And what do you do?” “Pretty much whatever anyone’s into. The only rules are: safe sex only, no bathroom stuff, no pain. Everything else is OK.” “Wow,” I said. “Hot.” “ Very hot,” he said. “Why don’t I come by your room about 9 and get you?” “Ok,” I said. “Sounds like a plan.” Before I left he handed me a Viagra. “Take this about 8:30,” he said. “You’ll be glad you did.” Needless to say, the next day was a very long one. I had always tried to get something useful out of the. I thanked Josh for bringing the stuff and quickly ripped off my shirt to try on the jersey to see how it looked. It was finally a hot, spring day and my chest glistened with a thin layer of perspiration. As I had just come off my indoor track season, my body was cut. Getting the jersey over my head I could see Josh staring wide-eyed at my flexing abs and the outline of my erect nipples poking through the mesh of the jersey as I pulled it down over my belly button. Josh said with a laugh, “Damn. Her dress proved little problems then he unclipped her bra and lay it over the arm chair admiring her perfect large breasts and puffy nipples. She now wore just stockings, suspenders and panties. Her panties weren,t quite so easy to remove, but Patsy was only five feet four and light so Terry got them off easily leaving the stockings and suspenders on and went rummaging quietly through her ward robe to come back with some stockings so he could carry her to her bed and bind her arms and ankles.