Summer StormsChapter 7
The next day, Susan and I worked at Mr. Kestrel’s house. Except for a short lunch break, we worked non-stop. We both wanted to finish the majority of the packing before lunchtime on Friday. We also had to decide what to do with The Room. We hadn’t used any of the bondage equipment again, and for the most part, that suited me fine. I thought it might be fun to tie her up and tease her—or some other willing partner—but it wasn’t something I fantasized about very often. The idea still excited...