| She was sitting on the edge of the bed, answering me with nods of the head for I had told her not to speak. I had planned my afternoon and I knew it would be a bit mild for her, but I would try to make it interesting. I was anxious to step out into this area of life. I put on Scheherazade, and approached her with a chilled bowl of strawberries, and another of whipped cream. I set them before her and left to bring a third small bowl of soft dark chocolate. I motioned for her to stand and drop the thin slacks I had her wear before sitting back down again, and I slipped them off using them to bind her ankles together. Rising then to pull the knit top over her head, but stopping above her nose to tie it around her eyes for a blindfold. I heard a soft but quick sigh, a catching of breath, and unseen by her I smiled, knowing she was anticipating this as much as I. Having quickly secured these minimal dressings, I looked at her as I produced a length of clothesline...
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