His eyes travelled over my body, linger- ing on my pierced nipples.His eyes travelled over my body, linger- ing on my pierced nipples. I was wearing the tiny garnet pendants. My nipples became erect as he looked; I embarrass so easily, even now. But then embarrassment has become a sexual thing for me; somehow I enjoy it. Perhaps enjoy is the wrong word, but if you don't understand by now you might as well stop reading. I can't explain it any better than I have. -*- Saturday morning we went to the fabric store. I literally haven't left the house since (nearly a week, I think). Nor have I since had a single moment when I wasn't hopelessly trapped by chains, those damned little locks, etc. |