Chapter Seven
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Randy took out an expensive butane cigar lighter and heated the pins’ ends until they were red hot, and then put the pins on the edge of the bed side table.
“You ready for this?” he asked.
“Yes. Do it slowly. I want to feel it,” Penny instructed him. “This will be a new experience and I want to feel all of it.”
“Okay, I’ll go through the nip and then leave the pins there. The weighed ends will respond in an interesting fashion to any movement you make…sort of like a tiny vibrator.”
“Just do it,” she pressed. “Stop all the preliminary gibberish.”
Randy laughed. “In time, all will be revealed,” he said, unfastening her belt and tugging the Blue Jeans down over her legs and tossing them on the floor.
The tight little cotton T shirt that said ‘screw until it hurts
