That first day was a sunny, spring affair, unseasonably warm for early May. I was laying on the couch in our living room watching TV, shirtless and we...ring my favorite pair of athletic shorts, when I heard the back door open."Hi, anybody home?" It was Mrs. Bell.I could feel my cock stirring, the thought of all those jerk-off sessions involving Mrs. Bell coming to mind as she rounded the hall corner and walked into the room."Uhh, your Mom did tell you I was stopping in to change your dressing,. . he'll let you go, let you have your marijuana. I won't tell anyone..." she buried her face in her hands, sobbing. "Oh, my God! Please, let me go!"Jim gave her a look of withering contempt as he forced her naked body back to the bed, then down upon it. In a moment he was on his knees, over her defenseless form, his hungry eyes filled with lust, his mouth twisted sadistically."I'll do anything..." Kathy whimpered... anything..." her voice trailed off as the utter hopelessness of her situation. It was about an hour after the call when they arrived at the Miller residence.The police and coroner were gone by the time they arrived leaving Cindy with her sister who had come over to be with her. When Cindy saw her daughter's friends, she lost what little composure she had gained and grabbed all of them in turn, thanking them for coming over between her sobs.Cindy's sister, Megan, was one of those people who had to keep busy during a crisis. She made coffee and tea for the newcomers and. As he began to squeeze and knead my breast, all I could do—all I wanted to do—was let out a soft sigh and melt further into his arms.We lay together on the chaise there on the deck, and time just seemed to stand still. As we began to explore each other under the night sky, a gentle breeze cooled my hot skin, which was getting slick with perspiration from the warm North Carolina evening and my arousal.It wasn't long before Chuck had moved one hand over my flat belly and eased it inside the.