I was stunned, cause I never expected that from her, and, to be honest, I got a bit scared of her hubby, cause, you know.Then, she started her sad sto...y. She got divorced, cause he cheated on her and things like that.I openedly asked her if she is on the rebound now (I am drunk - fuck it, if it works, it works).She said yes. We started kissing and gropping in the pub. She was wearing nothing special - jeans and some shirt, but her tits were poking me through the fabric (or that was my. Dack picked up the cane and popping the padded part of the bench told me to bend over there. I did and he told me to open my mouth and I held the cane in my mouth while he put the restraints on my wrists and tightened them real tight. Next he secured my ankles to the bench and then finally buckled a strap right across the upper part of my butt. For sure there was no turning back at this point and I was shaking more and more and I couldn’t stop.Dack took his cane from my mouth and began swing it. I wasn't happy that Jill hung out with her so much, but I didn't have much say in the matter. I figured that while she was gone I'd go check our bedroom for spiders after I finished clearing up from dinner.Later in the bedroom I used a flashlight to look around the room and the furniture, but I didn't spot any spiders. I did find a little brown bug on the head board that I captured and put in an empty pill bottle. Then I found another one under the edge of the pillow, that I killed. I wondered. The taxista went up to one of them and asked if this was La Casa de Los Angeles."Si." The woman, swarthy with the high cheekbones that revealed much Indian blood, walked away and began to hang laundry on the next line.The taxista followed her, spewing a voluble stream of Spanish apparently designed to get her talking again. She spat on the ground and turned her back.Saying something clearly obscene, the cab driver grabbed the woman and turned her, raising his hand to strike her across the.