I love it when hubby challenges my limits. By limits I'm referring to not only pain, but also pleasure and showing off in public. For example, although I am petite, 4'11" and 92 pounds, I have conditioned myself so that when laying on my back, hubby can grab me by my nipples so that my back lifts off the ground. What I once used to think bordered on torture, now brings me to orgasm. And speaking of orgasm, we are also into bondage. Yesterday hubby secured me to my Sybian in such a manner that I couldn't get off of it. But boy did I get off on it. You see, hubby knows about electronics, so he made it automatically be variable in speed. Anyway, he blindfolded me, turned it on and went to watch the Giants and Cowboys game. I don't know how many orgasms I had. Hubby said I looked fine when he periodically looked in on me. So how long was I on it? How does three hours sound. Next time, he says, I will not be blindfolded and have a clock in front of me so the time will pass more slowly. Isn't tonight Monday Night Football? Tee hee. Solla