I did not sleep however. My mind could gain no relief as I tried to imagine what terrible tortures and traumas my friends might be suffering. I could...'t even toss and turn with my hands secured to my thighs and my ankles cuffed to the bed rings. Nor could I cross my knees and sleep on my front because I crushed my large tender breasts and nipples. I had to lie all night on my back with my legs parted and my nipples free to the balmy air. As I lay awake I heard and saw several shadowy. Once Jimmy and his dad were home Steve said "looks like we have a couple of nice lesbians living next door. Too bad! Terrible waist if you ask me but to each their own."A few days went by but Jimmy could feel something was about to happen. One day he was coming home and Julie saw him and motioned for him to come over."Hi there Jimmy! Tonight is the night your dad bowls right?" She asked"That's right." Jimmy answered"Good! Connie and I want to show you how much we like hot young men like you. We. She wore all black, a tight leather cat suit, black gloves, black boots. The only thing he could have seen was the unsheathed, eight-inch gold stiletto knife strapped to her thigh, and her face, sallow in the blackness, seemingly hovering in the air, her glossed, full, red lips, and her large liquid jade eyes. Her hair was a dark shade of brunette, almost black, and slicked against her skull from the torrential downpour. If he had seen her, he gave no indication. He stepped into the limo, and. But I did start wondering what was up as I shut my computer down for the night. He kept me in suspense until we were almost home, then once again he pulled over into a side street and stopped at the curb."Tom," I said in some alarm, "I told you we mustn't do this." I'll only take a minute," he assured me, "and I promise I won't even touch you."Touch me? Oh dear. Who had said anything about touching? Not that it wouldn't be ... no, Bev, stop thinking like that."So, what's up?" I tried to sound.