It would be just the five of us this year though we would go over to the Abrams this evening.Traditionally, we opened presents in the late morning and...then had dinner shortly after that. Mom put things on the stove to cook and we went into the living room to open presents. Each person went forward, one at a time, to pick a gift and hand it to the recipient. Typically, Dad went first giving a gift to Mom who went next with a gift for him. Mel usually went next giving a gift to anyone followed by. I shuddered. Because, you see I was the Boy on the gurney and I wasviewing this strange tableaux as if from above, as if I were a strangerand not a participant. Even as I saw this event, I knew I had beendrugged and I could not fathom its meaning.Turning my head I looked to the Maestro, once again, the man who hadaccosted me earlier in the evening, remembering his suave charm, his witand bonhomie. "I would like your help in a small matter tonight, thereward that you will get will be. " He walks to the corner and she follows right behind. Shegrabs the rope hanging from the corner and when he puts his handsbehind him she quickly ties his wrists together. Pulling up on the ropeshe bends him over as his wrists are raised behind him. He's in a panicnow, unsure of what to say and knowing there's nothing he can do.Tying the rope off and stepping to one side, she flexes a cane in bothhands. "I'm not even going to ask what you are thinking when you walkback in here with the same. She keeps it shaven smoothly and the cleft of her vagina is very tight and would turn any man on. Her luscious little pussy lips look just perfect set between her muscular thighs and hourglass waist. Why do I know all this? Hang on; I’m getting to that part. Recently, she’s been coming over to Pune in my new house to spend time with me. I try sending sexual overtones her way but I’m pretty bad at that, too. One night after we finished watching a movie, she told me she was going to bed and she.