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The metal frame of this coffee table at a condo I was staying at near the beach had a million contact points, but a not-too-thick piece of glass for a top. I had been walking by it for a couple of days eying it up, wishing I could get tied to it (i tend to go that when I walk into a room, I imagine myself tied to all the furniture in it, but I digress...). So finally after getting stuck inside from a storm, It just came out, "Could somebody figure out a way to tie me to this table?!" My friends were only too happy to oblige. Here is the result. Stripped to my black pantyhose/ti... Show more