Being a late bloomer, I had just started growing breasts and my pubic hair was very little and blonde in color, almost like peach fuzz. I sat next to ...rankie on his sofa and noticed him staring at me. He offered me more tea and I accepted. When he got up I could see a bulge in his shorts, bigger than it was a few minutes before. On his way back from the kitchen he stopped and locked the front door, then sat closer to me. I could see his big hairy testicles hanging out the side of his shorts. He. The floor was hard and uncomfortable. John hold both of my hands behind of my back and then Matt placed pair of handcuffs on my wrists. I tried to move my hands but can't. They hurt a little when I tried to move my hands and arms. I decided to quit moving and hold still. Then he got out the rope out of bag and John hold my legs together and then Matt tied both of my ankles and knees together. They started massage my whole body. It felled good. Matt said, "let's care him inside." John. Suddenly his thighs and abdomen cramped and relaxed. Mack made a dream note to tell the TWS Mission Surgeon about those cramps just in case it was a sign of overwork or some other stress related influence. The masseuse started in again. He hoped she would work those cramps in his retightening thighs. She seemed to be rubbing his hips and stomach instead. Then the sharp tension rolled and passed away again. Mack felt drops of water wet his cheeks. He came out of the dream state and opened his. "Sure you can Micky, but don?t take all day and don?t try anything," he said walking back to the gate to wait on me.I turned to face Ralph. "I have to go," I said tearfully.He was in tears too, "are they gonna kill you?" No but they?re going to punish me," I said."How?" Oh just make my life a misery for the next year. The choice was broken legs or breast implants," I said trying to see the funny side. "I?ve decided that I?ll go the implant route, it?ll cost some money to get them out again but.