Jennifer looked so much like her mom that it was almost like looking at Sharon. And Fred may not have liked Sharon since the divorce, but he remembere... the fantastic sex they had while they were married. Having this younger version of her would be distracting to say the least. Even now, Fred could feel that familiar stirring in his groin. He turned away, least Jennifer notice that he was getting hard.It wasn't all Fred's fault that looking at his daughter had this reaction in him. No matter. We had silly costumes and pretended to be Duke Niccolò and his page."Fine. These are dispatches to the officers. Who's the General." That's what I need to know." So deliver this dispatch to Who." I don't know." He's a Lieutenant. Who's a General." That's what I'm trying to find out." What's a Captain." An officer in charge of a company." So this dispatch goes to What." I don't know." That's the Lieutenant."Saul demonstrated a real talent for comic timing. I'm not sure the Duke appreciated our. He jumped, it was human nature, and swore viciously. ‘I said, what part of fuck-off needs to be translated?’ He looked at me and I knew what he was going to do before he did it. He went for the gun so I guarded the trigger but held on tight. Unlike the movies, in real life the barrel was hot. He yelped but didn’t let go and we struggled. I was grim and silent, assessing, but in the end he was stronger and could take more punishment. Quickly he had the gun, my wrists were pinned in one of his. I was soon ordered to lie on the bed with my blindfold remaining in place. I then felt two more silk scarves being wrapped around my wrists as he tied me firmly to the bed posts. His breathing was deep and I could sense his arousal as he finished tying me up.I imagined how dirty I must have looked. Tied to the bed and blindfolded with just my heels and stockings on as my skirt lay bunched around my waist. My breasts bared and my nipples showing my excitement as my shaven pussy leaked its juices.