You try again to push him away with your hands but he pushes them down and underneath you, keeping them pinned by the weight of your upper body. He gr...bs the elastic waistband of the comfy sweatpants you had put on after you got home, and starts pulling them towards your feet. Your squirming actually makes them come off easier and soon they are gathered around your ankles as he lifts your legs up to his shoulders. After positioning each of your ankles on each of his shoulders, he reaches up. After a few more moments of friendly conversation, Jessie was trying to think of a way of maybe taking this chance encounter to the next level, but before she had the chance, Annabella broke the news to her that she had to head off. ‘Aw,’ said Jessie, hoping Annabella would pick up the coy disappointment in her voice. ‘Well, hey, uh…are you on Facebook?’ ‘Um, duh! Who isn’t??’ Annabella chortled. ‘Oh, cool, I’ll look you up!’ said Jessie. ‘What’d you say your name was, Annabella…?’ . So there I was completely bound bent over a wooden saw horse. Not only was I humiliated being put in this position but I was at my uncle Jim's mercy. If he decided to hurt me in any way there wasn't a thing I could do but bare it and it wasn't long before I knew what he had in mind. After tightly tying me up my uncle then took off his thick black leather belt and started walking in circles around me. While he was circling he started lecturing me about how disappointed he was, and that how he. I'd always thought that made me a true pervert and never told anyone before.Same with cash.Girls that make arrangements for cash are just too cool.Not bad, not slutty, not prostitutes.Just awesomely cool and sexy for doing it.Why shouldn't every girl have that option?I couldn't believe this.So I told her all this and added,"If you were my girl, I'd be honored to see you do a party and get paid for it. Only the best would be asked to do one anyway."She just looked at me."Really?" Yes. You're.