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My First Visit
My First VisitMy recollection of Monica’s words ends as all provisions are stowed. “Who’s with Reggie?” “It’s Peggy’s shift.” I nod. “I’ll have a few words with him, then I think I will take a hike.” Nurse Peggy’s medical chamber, formerly a first floor den or study, is a moderately sized room with shuttered windows blocking all light. I knock and enter. Peggy sits in a large corner chair reading a book. My Reggie sits in the center in the wicked bondage chair. Though the high definition cameras and well place microphones brought quite the sense of realism to my home computer, there is no describing the thrill of viewing my naked and bound toy up close and personal. My heart palpitates as I greet Peggy then return my eyes to Reggie. He sits motionless. A thick black hood covers his
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