” I pull the guitar case out from under the bed, open it and take out the guitar, tuner and capo. I start to tune for a low D.“I thought you said ...ou didn’t have to tune it.”“There are some songs that require a change in tuning, I am only retuning one string, the lowest one,” once done I put the capo on the second fret to get the chords into my comfort zone.“This is a song from the nineteen seventies, written and originally performed by Nilsson It is a bit of a tear jerker, called Without You,. Sylvia is twenty-two years old and Randy can't help but admire her firm, panty-clad ass, even if she is his sister. He watches her stop just before his doorway, with her back against the wall, listening again. The light they always leave on in the bathroom bathes Sylvia's naked torso with a cool soft glow that gives Randy a great view of her tits. Randy's cock stirs involuntarily as he savors the view of her perfectly round globes with their pointed tips jutting out as if they're aroused. Randy. He tried to ignore the noise but it was getting louder and louder, the drawers slamming shut and her footsteps becoming heavier as she moved from room to room in her search, apparently getting more agitated by the minute. Finally he couldn't let it go on. He pulled on his jeans and descended the stairs to tell her that he had the keys. She hadn't heard him coming and jumped when he switched on the living room light."Randall! I'm sorry, honey, did I wake you?" She was dressed in jeans, running. She had always played along when she was between steady relationships and so she was sitting alone at the bar one evening when there was a real row over at the other end.One of the Doms was screaming at the top of his voice, "The little cow bit it, just because I came in her mouth. Look it's bleeding."Indeed one of the Subs had bitten hard on his prick and had broken the skin above and below."Yes, I bit it," screamed the Sub, "I told him no and I threatened to use the safe word, but why should.