It wasn’t fair. She wasn’t ready to go yet. She had so many things she still wanted to do. She watched as he came closer to the table, stopping by...a tray to pick something up before standing next to her. He grabbed the edge of the tape in her hair and pulled quickly, giggling as she cried out. He took the tape, ignoring her cries for the moment and placed it in a large plastic bag, making sure that it was spread out flat, the adhesive side sticking to the plastic, preserving the hair and skin. I mean, just a toy. After you shoot a dozen bowling balls, it kinda loses its appeal..."Jim was shaking his head. Ann understood. "Jim, he was SINGLE. He had toys ... You're married. You got me. And Teresa. And Bill." And I'd trade all of my toys for Cindy," I said."Awwwww," Ann said."Nuh-uhhhhh!" Cindy said. "I LIKE your toys. I get to play with 'em. Unless you're gonna buy me a red Extra..."Jim's ears perked up. "Extra? Like aerobatic..."Cindy grinned. "Oh, Dan didn't tell you?!?" I didn't. “You have some beautiful legs aunt Sonya.” I smiled devilishly at her.She slapped me in the arm. Hard. Then recomposed herself and said, “Thank you.”Then she left. I stayed in the woods until my dick got soft, no easy task after all of that arousal. Jeez._The next day I woke up with a migraine. My head thumping, my left eye going in and out of blindness. I tried to just deal with it and took some drugs for it, but it just wouldn’t let up.My aunt caught wind of it and approached me about. .whereupon Joani (her real name?) excused herself and left the living room. She was back in a flash dressed only in a black g-string, black nylons, black high heels and a pair of leg garters that boldly read: "WHORE."Joani had smiled and sat down beside him, placing her right hand on his inner thigh. In a husky voice, Joani said, "I want you to tie me up by my wrists to a ceiling hook and then tickle me with my feather whip/tickler. Then gently run some of my needle wheels - I have four.