I was on my back and knew he tied each end to the bed posts at the head. The same thing happened to my feet as he spread my legs and secured them to ...he foot of the bed. I could feel my juices beginning to stir as he then used another neck tie to go around my eyes. To make it look good, I did struggle slightly to make it seem I was being abused by a stranger. I keep myself shaved and there was nothing hidden for certain and as I have mentioned in the past, I have a rather larger clitoris. Even Ellen’s booking agent called. They want her on the show.”“No.”“What do you mean ‘no’, Mike? Maybe you should ask Amelia what she wants.”“No. I’m her guardian and I’m telling you, no. She’s fourteen years old, for God’s sake!”Peter grew firm. “I’m going to talk to her. Is she awake?”Drawing a deep breath, I tried again. “Peter, she’s still a kid. She doesn’t need this distraction. Her plate is full as is. And I don’t want her in the spotlight so young. It never works.”Peter was silent for a. But, if you really like her, take her out to dinner or something" Really? You think she'd accept?" I asked in disbelief"Yes," my mom answered, "She always tells me how handsome you are.She left the room and I got ready to shower. I turned on the water and waited till it was warm, got in and pulled the curtain closed. I started soaping my body up when I heard the door open. It wasn't uncommon for my mom to use the bathroom when I was in the shower, she didn't care since the curtain was. And just as the stirring between my thighs turns into a cruel, slow burn, Rick will slowly walk toward me. He’ll reach with both hands and cradle my face, the pungent smell of onion and bell pepper clinging to his fingers. He’ll press his thumbs against my lips and into my mouth, giving me a taste. I’ll gaze into his eyes while I suck, first the tip of one thumb, and then the other. His eyes will get dreamy and the blue of them will shine. He’ll lean in close and nip at my lips, guppy-like,.