He was wearing some kind of stocking-cap. He tugged at it blindly,feeling it tear...Something long and soft slid around his shoulders and down his bac...k.He grabbed at it, lifting it up to his eyes...Long, golden blonde hair.Frank was still staring at him. There was a strange look in his eyes.His hands running through his long locks, Gerry gasped in confusion anddisbelief. He ran over to the full-length mirror hanging on one of hisnew office's walls...There was a squeal of horror.Staring back at. I tried to ignore it but I just wanted it off. I was enjoying the sun and didn't want to go inside to read. So, it was go inside and be able to take the top off, or stay outside in the sun and in a really uncomfortable top. Neither sounds good, I really wanted to be comfortable outside.A sudden flash of memory surfaced in my mind, of being at the beach as a kid and seeing a woman lying on a blanket, soaking up the sun. I remember seeing her turning over to lie on her stomach and then reach. He took out a large cardboard box and placed it on the floor.Now both Ritchie and Cassie stared at the box wondering what it contained and both gave a delighted squeal as the lid was removed to reveal some soft silken ropes, handcuffs and all sorts of other sexual toys. The thing which really stirred up Cassie's interest was the leather paddle; it was about a foot long and from a narrow handle it spread out to be about four inches across and about half an inch thick.Ritchie's attention was. Welcome to my beauty bath, pussy pond, titties tub, or whatever you want to call it. I would invite you in, but this is “me time.” Now, excuse me for a minute while I prepare. Rubber Duckie, you're the one. I like to sing a little while getting ready for my bath - puts me in a relaxed state of mind. You make bath time lots of fun. I turn on the faucet so the tub can be filling while I gather my goodies. Everything needs to be just right.Candles. Check! Lavender mixed with vanilla is my favorite.