Tell Me Something Scary part12
the bedroom and got out a ball gag and buckled her into it.
“Okay, now sit tight, I’ll be right back.”
“Mmmm-nnnnggg.”
I reach down and feel between her legs. “Wow,” I say, ” I
haven’t even got to the really creepy parts yet. Am I gonna need
a towel?”
“Nnnngggg”
I walk into the kitchen and look in the fridge. Roast beef,
seeded rye, horseradish, cool. A sandwich and a Coke later, the
phone rings. I answer it–it’s Paul–we talk for a bit, quietly.
Then I make it back to the bed.
I lean down and blow some air across her exquisite clit. She
shudders and I say, “Ready for the rest of the story?”
“Nnnn-g-mmmm,” she says.
“Okay, so this guy, we finally get a look at him. He’s not
…End of the part12. To be continued..