Danny worked fast, kneeling behind the chair and attaching her wrists and ankles to it by means of electrical zip ties. He then stood and walked aroun... in front of Emma, whose face was white as a sheet, her eyes wide."Danny, I... I don't... I mean." Emma. Emma. Just stop. I know all about the affair. In fact, I suspected at the time, it just took me some time to find out all the details..."Danny's eyes lowered, and his body seemed to shake as he took a deep breath, then another. When he raised. I didn’t want this moment to end in anger and disappointment, so I just sat and held her close until the storm inside of her seemed to calm, until she silently leaned away slightly and looked at me, her eyes scanning my face. ‘I didn’t mean to… I wasn’t going to…’ she whispered, her eyes begging me to believe her. I shook my head, and hugged her close again, letting my eyes and body tell her that she didn’t need to worry, that I believed her and, above all, that she was safe. Almost without. She wanted to see me in my sisters clothes.At first I objected, saying that that’s gay and I didn’t want to do it. I still remember the smile on her face after I said that, and her reminding me that I was her slut and had to do what she said. And eventually she convinced me, promising me to dress up in some really hot lingerie.So the next day I gathered some of my sisters clothes that I was told to look for; A bra and matching panties, a cute, preferably pink, shirt, a skirt, some colorful. And two of her friends," he replied, wondering how she knew."I call it magic," the saleslady grinned."Call what magic?" he responded, confused. "What are you talking about?" He asked."You were wondering how I knew," she smiled."Oh... I see." Do I detect a non believer?" She asked with a smirk."Look... It isn't that I... Okay... fine. If you want to make a believer out of me... tell me the real reason I want to buy these gifts in the first place," he responded... thinking that there was no way.