They weren't sure he would survive the night. Peter had been caught in the crossfire when two gangs opened up on each other in a busy area of town as ...e had been driving by. Drive by, that's all he was doing: driving by. He'd caught a round to the chest that pierced his left lung; it had entered from the driver side door, went in below the scapula and exited his sternum. That one missed bones and his heart. Another shattered his right humerus and yet another tore his left hand to shreds. That. "Come on, get on the bed."Janice climbed onto the bed and laid on her back in the middle. She was shocked when Tim began to tie her hands to the bedpost above her head. "Tim, what are you doing?" she asked, frightened."Shhhhh!" Tim whispered, as he finished tying her hands then went to her feet. He pulled her legs apart and tied each leg to a bedpost. When he had her spread and helpless on the bed, he stood back and stripped off his clothes. Then he crawled onto the bed, between his wife's. "First we need to take this off... and the rest.'' The smile was back, Grace was enjoying this a little too much.I stood up and shrugged off my shirt. I hooked my thumbs into my skirt and pushed it down my thighs to the floor and tried to step out of it but stumbled a little, Grace steadied me. I was still a little dizzy with nerves and adrenaline. It didn't really feel like this was actually happening.Now I was stood there in just my underwear, a black matching pair of lace panties and a thin. She was so hot. She's had dozens of girls over the years, cheerleaders, goth chicks, nerdy girls, white, black, asian, latina, but never the one she wanted the most. Her own little sister. She quickly started rubbing her tits and panties. She dreamt of her sister, licking her nipples and fingering her pussy, she was so hot she became oblivious to the world arround her.She also felt herself getting more and more tired. Never had she worn herself out that fast. But suddenly she heard her door.