"I'm so sorry Lisa!"Emily's face was apologetic, willing to please. Her denim shorts hugged her pert bottom just right, and her little breasts pushed ...gainst her tight yellow T-shirt.Emily had been staying at Lisa's over the summer before going back to college. Her older cousin Lisa had recently graduated as a doctor and had found the job very fulfilling and... stimulating.Emily was quiet and polite, but Lisa knew she was more outgoing than she let on. Over the past few days, she had smelled. Stephanie did as she was told. Every time Jeffery called her slave, a tiny storm of feathers swirled inside her, like being kissed by your soul mate.Jeffery refastened the leather cuffs around her wrists and ankles but did not lock them together. With a coil of rope in hand, he took one of her ankles and pulled it toward a corner of the bed where he tied it tightly. He did the same to her other leg, spreading her legs open for his pleasure, and hopefully hers as well. He tied her wrists the. But I just wanted her to last.I opened the diary again. I didn't start reading exactly, I just slowly flipped through the pages. There was more to see that just wasn't written, like more four-leaf clovers, pressed to the pages. My mom had always been really good at finding them at my grandma's house. When I couldn't, she'd give me hers and say that I could share her luck. And there were flowers. One was a rose that I remembered giving her, and there were some bookmarks with poetry she liked on. Another ship with cooking oil, rice and flour has already docked.”“That’s great,” Betsy said.“I’ll let you get back to what you were doing,” William said.“Thanks,” Betsy said.After hanging up, she put the cell phone on the nightstand by the bed. Chuck ran a hand along her naked belly. She snuggled closer to him.“Who was it?”“My brother.”“What did he want?”“He told me to say: ‘yes.’”“Yes to what?”“To a question that I haven’t been asked yet.”“Then I take it that now might be a good time to ask.