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It was crazy to look at myself in the latex fetish suit. I really was just like a doll, red and black latex and no features that made me anything other than an ass, tits, a pussy, and a mouth. It was objectifying and demeaning and sexy all at once. I was nervous but the client didn't seem to give a damn about my nerves. Before I knew it I, I was strapped to the table with my arms tied behind my back. That wasn't it!

A subtle, fleeting glance, the smell of amber in a cozy bedroom, the velvety sound of your lover's voice as he whispers to you, and the delicate sensation of fingertips on damp skin...these are the little things that, when melded together, take our fantasies from slightly arousing to passionate desires. The beautifully written stories in Friday Night Fun take you through an enticing variety of situations that will stimulate your curiosity and sense of wonder.