Several of them judging by the time it took her. Tugging on my ankles I could get no movement. I looked as far back as I could towards her while s...he finished tying my feet and said "Wow, you really are into making a guy feel helpless, aren't you? At this point, I was tied up more securely than by any other girlfriend in my life. I'd had my hands and feet tied before, but I do not think there was ever a time I truly could not have gotten away if I had really needed to. At this point I. I don't feel threatened by this. I can tell that they aren't connecting on an intellectual level and I know that would be important to Dan for any long term relationship. She couldn't be a mistress for him, but she certainly catches his eye. But I think about plans that I've discussed with Mr. Fuscia and, while Dan and Chelsea relax and get to know each other after dinner, I excuse myself to our home office to take care of some business. I send a copy of Chelsea's oath video to Mr. F and. Emboldened, I began running my finger ever so delicately up and down her crack: still no reaction from her, other than a more pronounced snore here and there. I was intrigued. At that point I reasoned that I really didn't have much to lose, so I went a little further. I tried parting her ass cheeks ever so slightly with my thumb and finger. No resistance. I opened them a little wider and I was amazed that she didn't seem to notice at all. Instinctively, my index finger zeroed in on her. It was very early. She asked if I had plans for the day, and told me that she would be moving out of her parents' to an apartment she had just rented. The day before she had already told me that she was temporarily staying with her parents after a very painful and complicated breakup. She also told me that my truck would be ideal because it meant she would only need a single trip and that I wouldn't have to do anything but drive because she had also asked a couple of friends to help her with.