After we got home, she took off her skirt right away, "I remember why this was tucked so far away. It's a little tight." So there she was in her knick...rs and blouse, just like when I came home from school. She put her skirt away and came out of her bedroom, "would you like a nightcap?" she asked. I told her I did and she went to the kitchen to make us some coffee.I put on some music and sat on the couch. When she returned with the drinks, She laughed and told me this reminded her of an. He turned me around and pushed me inside the house, and closed the door.But he didn’t close it completely. He then lifted me and took me to the bedroom. He threw me on the bed. He had brought a cover with himself. The cover contained a rope and a blindfold. I asked him why he was doing this as I was cooperating and did not want further trouble.But he didn’t listen to me and tied the blindfold on my eyes. He then laid me on my back in a straight position on the bed. He tied both my hands and. " Shesmiled knowingly as she looked me straight in the eyes. I was wearingsome seriously classy clothes that really gave me the look of a high-class hooker. Long shiny red silk gloves, a thin red suede choker aroundmy neck and a black and orange snakeskin three quarter length PVC coatwere the items that framed my torso. Underneath I wore a see through redblouse with a thigh length patent black leather skirt, concealing ablood red suede Basque which had been fitted especially with a. "Holy shit," Aaron said, tapping Anthony on the shoulder. "That's him." Who?" The referee. That's the guy I saw fucking Candy in the storage room last night." No fucking way," Anthony said."Yep, that's definitely him," Aaron stated. "Eagle tattoo on the arm, bald head, built like a concrete shithouse. That has to be him."Anthony merely shook his head in disgust, and took a swig of beer. "Fucking cheater," he spat.*"Ms. Mounds, did you ever think you would be in this position?" the reporter.