Dueto the struggles with my elbow bindings, my skirt had ridden-up around mywaist. Deciding to continue as the "damsel-in-distress" I didn'tadjust it ...o cover me. I decided to finish myself off. I located the cuffs,managed to get my wrists into each and rolled-onto my back. With a"click" they were shut - too tight as it became quickly obvious as Ifelt the cuffs bite through 4 pairs of gloves. I was able to ignore the bite ofthe cord on my legs, but not that of the cuffs on my wrists, and since. Inside was some rope and the ball gag with a bright red ball. I pulled out the rope and carefully tied her hands behind her back. I leaned in and breathed in her scent. Her perfume made me want to take her right there, but I knew I shouldn't. I walked her towards the bed and bent her over onto it. I looked at the crack of her ass, and my cock became instantly hard. I rubbed the bulge in my black dress pants and I took off my black button-up shirt. I knelt down beside her and examined her ass. " Just then our food arrived and the moment was interrupted by the server. Jan withdrew her hand and we prepared to eat. But suddenly the food didn't matter to me. All I could think about was this woman sitting next to me. She had sacrificed her personal wants and needs for all these years in order to give her child what she needed. She had a way of disarming difficult situations and difficult people. Her work at the facility was evidence of that. She was witty, kind to a fault, even-tempered. "I think I inherited that from her, your grandmother, you know." She was definitely feeling the booze. "When I was fourteen one of my your grandfather's friends put me in my place, and kept me there for along time." Pam looked shocked as the meaning of her mother's words sank in. "I'm glad one of her granddaughters can keep her pants on." She looked at me again, thoughtfully. I thought I heard her mutter, "Too bad," but couldn't be sure. "Enough about my misspent youth," she said loudly,.