The day I was to join the office on my new position I quietly removed all my personal effects from the bedroom and loaded it into my car and drove off... I was surprised how little I was getting by on. Nothing outside of my room was mine. It was sad state to be in but you tend to get that way fighting to keep your head above the water. I am sure my personality trait of avoiding confrontation had a lot to do with how Erika treated me and the kids just did what they saw was getting the work. I would grab her boobs and fondle them. They were small but the touch would make me feel sky high. I wanted to see them. She used to sleep in salwar kameez. So one night, I slid my hands through her kameez and started fondling her boobs. She didn’t stop me. So I tried to remove her kameez. She resisted a bit but I convinced her to remove that.She used to wear a training bra. Then I removed her bra. There they were. Two magnificent breasts prefectly shaped young teen breasts. I was in awe. It. "In a charity shop?" she pressed.I nodded. "The cancer research place." I bet they'd have charged you more than five quid if they knew what itdid!" I'd pay more if it would do it again!" You got your bits changed! No pleasing some people. I wonder where itcame from?" She pointedly looked skywards. "The big fella?" Two thousand years without a miracle then he makes a magic dress?"She folded her arms. "Must have come from somewhere, dickhead."There wasn't much else to say after that. We. Clive responded and let her lead him over to the upright chair. She went straight for his jeans, undoing the belt and opening the fly, releasing his cock and stroking it through the material as it grew ever harder. Clive ripped off his jumper and t-shirt and kissed Sarah again.Once he was naked, she sat him down on the rough chair seat and knelt at his feet. She was holding the rope and quickly proceeded to tie him up, helpless. First one ankle, then the other. His arms she moved back beside.