I'd stalled all morning, hoping to minimize the time I'd have to spend arguing about The Program, but I was still surprised to find my step-dad eating...breakfast by himself. And I didn't see any bloody corpses anywhere, so that was a bonus."Hey, good morning," he said cheerily, looking up from his bowl of oatmeal. "How'd you sleep last night?" Not so good," I answered, rummaging through the cupboards and finally settling on a decidedly unhealthy bowl of some sugary kids' cereal. This was really. Oh so very hard. I walk out of the room.Giggling, I totter on my silly shoes and then lie, on my tummy on the bed. My knees bent, feet in the air behind me so that you'll have a nice view, when you finally manage to get yourself into the room. I absent-mindedly pick up a magazine and begin to flick through it as I wait for you. I am smiling, congratulating myself on very clever I've just been and after a few minutes, I can hear you coming out of the room - that didn't take too long, I knew it. " Where?" It's a couple of towns over, I'm sure your husband or his friends would even see you." Why is that? If I may ask?" Not exactly his color choice of friends."After a little more small talk they told me their names, James and Jerome. Jerome was the one with the attitude. I agreed to their offer and followed them. It was about a half an hour from home and definitely not an area my husband would be in.We parked at a bar that looked a little seedy for my taste but I had agreed. When we. Then I grabbed a thin roll of one-inch duct tape that I had snuck into the room, and I taped around her hips on both sides where the rabbit was taped inside her pussy. Her eyes were getting big and she was wondering about what was about to happen. She said, “What are you doing?” I could tell she was getting worried, even kind scared, but this is what she asked for, and I was gonna give her a night to remember. Because we have kids, we had installed a lock on our bedroom door that couldn’t be.