<div class="floatleft">(http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h455/juanitasub/new/1276362991625.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tami Jenkins<br/><strong>Location: </strong>One of the restrooms<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Miranda<br/><br/>Tami was surprised by the onslaught of question Miranda was firing at her. She wished that she hadn't had that second drink. She answered them as best that she could though...<br/><br/>"I guess that being helpless might be it. Much like riding a roller coaster in a pitch black park. You not sure what may happen next."<br/><br/>"Yes, under their control...totally....completely."<br/><br/>Tami's eyes widened. It was as if this woman could read her mind. She wondered if other women had the same thoughts and desires as her about this. She answered the last batch of questions...<br/><br/>"Yes, they could have there way with me, and I couldn't stop them...couldn't get away...couldn't do anything but enjoy or suffer through what they wanted to do to me. I sometimes wondered if these thoughts were strange or if other woman had them too. Never talked about it before so I didn't know. But seems like I may not be alone.<br/><br/>Hmmm I had never thought about it that way before, but I can see your point. It is flattering, sometimes I need that...it's funny but is like you can read my mind...like you know what I desire, what I want, what I crave. That's quite mmmm remarkable since we only met a few minutes ago."<br/><br/>Tami was sure now that she would learn much more about herself from Miranda as the weekend went on.