“Ah, Aggie’s famous Hungarian cuisine. How is she feeling now?”“Better, I think. Perhaps the cooking is therapeutic.”“Ah...” Amber patte... her flat stomach. “More Apfelstrudel for dessert I bet. If this keeps up, I’m going to start gaining weight.”Ann shook her head. “With all the exercise we’re getting? I doubt it.” She paused for a moment and then joined Amber on the bench. “So, what’s the thinking?”“Want to link?”“Sure.”Amber hesitated. “Sorry. I wasn’t being serious. But I’ll try to answer. Rebecca did not realize that this would facilitate them in forcing their cocks into her mouth and choking her with them as they proceeded to enter her throat. Her arms would be tied to the side allowing them the ability to control her head and the depths of the thrust in her throat.The other end would drop the support under her ass, allowing anyone access to fucking her pussy and also her asshole. Stirrups were along the edge of the table, and were adjustable and had straps to keep her legs. The Saturday before the trial started, Bryan sat down with Abby and told her:“Well honey, I was hoping that I would never have to do this but I think that I should show you my past for you will see it in the courtroom and I want to be able to comfort you through it.”“Do you think that I’m really ready?”“No, but the reality is that you are now going to learn no matter what. At least this way we can take our time so that everything doesn’t hit you at once.”With that, Bryan took Abby to the. Grace commented "Sure smells good. Did you girls cook these yourselves?" Kim said "Yes we did and no help from dad. We do most of the cooking now and dad only exercises the smoke alarm occasionally." Everybody got a chuckle out of that one as we all sat down.We all told a little about ourselves like Kim losing her mom in the accident, Tammy losing her whole family in the fire across the street, my getting roped into coaching the cheerleading squad and then accepting a position as the technology.