Chapter Twenty Six
Cuffs
Part of the charm of having a house full of sexy, young women is that for each of them there are at least four perfect places to attach ropes, chains, shackles and cuffs. Among Sandy, Meg and Remmy, that meant no less than twelve lovely limbs to restrain. As Sandy reminded Jim on the second day of Thanksgiving holiday, "Twelve should not be assumed to be the maximum attachment points for restraint hardware."
He looked at her, wondering exactly what she had in mind and then it dawned on him that of course he was not counting the lovely, long necks. So he said, "Of course. I forgot about the collars."
"Duh," said Meg, who was listening to the conversation. She sat on one of the couches, reading a soft cover erotic novel and stuck out her pink tongue at Jim, laugh
