He was staring at the waiting shed in front of their house.John could never understand why he had said yes when he wanted to say no to his aunt Mabel....She was inviting him home to the province where he had grown up for a while until he had to leave for college in Manila. He was an orphan and his mother’s sister had taken him in after his parents died in a tragic car accident when he was ten.His siblings were also adopted into what was already a large family composed of Boy, his aunt’s alcoholic. You’d ask if I wanted to come to the hotel bar for a night cap…E: We’d leave the bar and I would gently put my hand on the curve of your arse as I open the door and guide you through, giving you an almost imperceptible squeeze, feeling the lace of your knickers through your tight skirt. Sliding my hand round your waist, we'd walk to the curb and hail a cab. Climbing into the back the tension would be so heavy it would bearing down on us; our short, sharp breaths steaming the windows…V: I’d. Her wrists were tied tightly behind her. Her elbows were bound as well. Her ankles were bound to the legs of the sawhorse. The legs of the sawhorse had been set into the concrete floor.She tried again to say something and failed. Her only sound was an unintelligible mmph. Her thong had been stuffed into her mouth. A ball gag had been placed in her mouth as well. An elastic bandage had been wrapped around her head at mouth level. The bandage had then been covered by several layers of. ” I poured the wine in glasses and then I handed her glass to her and toasted. As we sipped the wine silently, studying each other’s tried not to be too obvious she was dressed to be noticed. She dress fitted out perfectly, I could see the creamy soft tops of her breasts as the dress was low cut In front. I tried not to stare but she was worth staring at and I could feel my dick begin to grow.She studied me, as she sipped wine, as if reading my mind, the thought’s and fantasies I was having..