By Hank Christian Date: 27 May 2000
"Do you trust me?" "Implicitely" "Close your eyes then." I felt the cold hard steel pinch tight on my wrists. as the soft flesh of her shoulder pushed me forward in an insistent fervor. Eyes flashing open involuntarily. Embarrassed yet excited tense beyond description What manner of woman has caught me in this way? I will be a willing victim of your passion Control me.