But suddenly, I was thrown out of the story! I was back at the desk. I hadn't stopped. Why did this happen? Right before the big ending? I looked down...at the book, and saw the trouble: the next two pages were stuck together! That's why I couldn't go further anymore. I carefully unpeeled them, and found a surprise: there was another note to me from my aunt. It read: Dear Charles, By now you have found the secret to my library. I hope that you have enjoyed this book. You have access to hundreds. Then the most quiet of them said he wanted to see makeup on us. All in front of a large mirror we quickly put it on and in the reflection behind us Brett, Sean, and I saw them taking off their shirts and shoes. We just looked at each other for a split second and took a deep breath. "Back to the couch ladies, and have another drink." I am not sure how many we had by now but one more and the room would be spinning, Sean was probably the least drunk but still pretty smashed. This was bad enough. ”There was a rattling of chains (that sound alone!), then her left arm was free. The dress was taken off, now hung on her other elbow. “Get on your knees, my bitch..”Amelie nodded, then did so. Her other hand were free now, the dress came completely off now, but she was not up to fight. Didn´t dare. Didn´t want to. But silently hoping that her stockings would not get ruined. The unknown woman then chained her again, the left wrist to the right ankle and visa versa. Now she was totally helpless.. The front door closing woke me up. I heard Sherrie and Jill coming down the hall. I was going to let them know I was home early but they went into our bedroom and closed the door. That's when I decided to find out what was going on.I stayed in my son's bedroom until I heard our bedroom door open a couple of minutes later. I heard Sherrie asking Jill she wanted a beer as she walked out of the bedroom. I stayed quiet until Sherrie came back from the kitchen and went back in our bedroom. This time.