The doors were locked, I had checked I know I had just before I went to take a bath. I try to get off the bed but Im tied down again my hands are once...again bound to the headboard. I hear footsteps coming down the hall towards my bedroom again. He comes through my door, he is tall dark headed smooth shaved he has full lips and wide shoulders with slim hips and a thick long cock sticking strait out from his trimmed groin. He see that Im awake and smiles at me. He leans against the door frame and. .. and the fact that his teenaged sister in law was rubbing her tits against him didn't help."Think she'll find a lover?" the girl said teasingly. "I bet she will." Janice, don't say such things," he rasped."Why not? I'm old enough," she replied. "I'm old enough for lots of things, big brother."Incestuous images danced in his fevered mind. Peter shook his head to clear those disturbing fantasies away... and, doing so, rubbed against her plump tits. He turned to stare at the girl as she hovered. ”“Wow!”“I know, right. I’ll be right back. Jim,” he emphasized.Jim Mullins watched the 20 year-old switch away. He shook his head and downed his beverage in one swig. He was somewhat shocked, but not completely. Pip had always been a bit strange in his opinion. He figured it was fine.The place began to fill up. A broad, stocky, ruddy fellow grabbed the seat next to Jim. “Hey, brother!”“Hey,” Jim offered cautiously.“Good place?”“Yeah! I don’t usually come here.”“Why not?”“I usually just have a. He had at this point worked his view down from her lovely mouth just below her neck. It was an unusually cool day. She was wearing a pink cotton oxford shirt. It was 1981, and everyone had one or two cotton oxfords in their closet. They were pastel colors with button-down collars. His was light blue. Most of the girls all owned a similar shirt. Some were yellow, some were lavender, and light blue is always popular with the girls as well. But pink was Brent's favorite – and no one wore a pink.