“I’m sure she does…would you like to kiss her?”
“Tony!”
“This is you and me now, Claire – no secrets. Would you like to kiss her? You told me she’s pretty.”
She lay there, trembling; then she nodded.
“I…I wish I was really tied up now instead of just pretend,” she said softly – apparently avoiding my question, but sending a shiver of delight through me at the idea. “I want to hold you so much. Telling you all these things is making me want to hold you…I don’t know if I can stop myself taking my arms down – so if I was really tied up…”
I knew it wasn’t time for that yet. I was already amazed at how well Claire had responded to the roleplay and I didn’t want to burst the bubble. I wanted every single memory of this day to be happy for her – it all had to be exciting and tantalizing so s
