Yesterday evening Jonas, one of my friends, visited me. We drank a beer and talked and the whole time I had the impression that he doesn’t look at me but at some place next to me. Finally he asked shyly: Could you pass me your handcuffs, please? Now I understood! He had fixed his gaze on my handcuffs that were hanging at the side of my handbag which is hanging at the side of my shelf, just behind me. I gave them to him and while we were talking he played with them. He told me about his brandnew girlfriend he will visit at her home for the first time this week-end. “That would be cool to arrive at her’s and then fix her with handcuffs at her bed. That would be funny”, he said joking. Joking because he has no bondage-ecperiences at all. After his fourth or fifth ironical handcuff-remark I finally suggested him: “You can take them with you if you want, you can borrow them for the week-end” “Really???” He had to think about it for two minutes and then happily left with them. – Have a nice week-end, Jonas! And you too! A nice week-end full of bondage-adventures for everybody!