Holding bothmy wrists in with one hand, he reached to the side of his bed and broughtup a pair of tights. He quickly bound my hands together and tied ...hem tothe headboard. Reaching down again, he came up with another pair and thistime pushed them into my mouth, taking one of the legs round behind myhead and back up, so he could tie it tight across my mouth. I thrashed andcalled out, but I couldn't move and all that came out was a mufflednoise.He moved from the bed and went to my bag, coming. I had to play innocent and make him come on me.“I'm done with the paper Mr.Tom, Why dont you correct it and grade me right away. I am the only student after all.” “Sure Ash, Take a seat.” I sat down on his desk. I wore the shortest uniforms in school. Had my skirt hemed up only for it to cover my ass cheeks. My shirt was tight, that one breath and my tee would tear. Wore my hair open and had high socks and heels.“So how did i fare Mr. Tom?” “You've done badly Ashley, Why dont you study for. I remembered the couple of law courses I was required to take to satisfy my degree requirement. I thought accounting was dry reading, until I read a law book, although the case studies were sometimes fun. Just as was the lawyer’s office, the doctor’s office was busy, too. The first thing that went through my mind was ogling all those semi-naked and naked hot chicks, especially while giving them a breast exam. Then, I thought about all those guys that I had to check for hernias and hold their. She desperately hoped Kari’s visit would under better circumstances. It was with these thoughts that Kelly walked down the long flight of stairs and across the foyer of her large beach house. When she opened the door, her smile quickly vanished. Instead of Kari, the person standing at the door was detective Carl Roman of the Malibu police department, a man she absolutely detested. “Hiya, Kel,” the police officer said with a smirk as he walked, uninvited, into her home. Kelly's anger boiled.