The death was reported to the coroner who ordered a post mortem examination. So far as I know they just concluded that Foley died of natural causes.�...“That’s all know really, except Taffy found this book in his room. It looks like Foley was in the process of writing a new novel. I’ve known Taffy for years. As I run this shop, he thought I might be interested in it. They tried to find relatives, without success. The coroner’s office tried too but I don’t think they came up with anything. So, I. The others acted like it was an everyday sort of meal. Which kind of made me feel somewhere between a real yokel and some-one on the verge of a wealth of experiences. Then Melissa asked if she had done better than the hamburgers for lunch and Jessie got in first. ‘Melissa this meal, … makes me feel that I just want to stay at this table and try everything you can offer up. Give me a couple of months eating like this and you’ll be able to carve me up as bacon.’ Monica laughed ‘Here you get. Mistress ordered me to put on both arm and leg restraints and to lay in the middle of the bed so as to continue what we had started the previous week, but never got to finish. My Mistress knew that I had a dream of being bound and not allowed to move as she had her way with me, and that is just what she did. Mistress started with my wrists first and said the only touching I could do was as far as the restraints would let me. As Mistress moved to my ankle restraints she turned her ass toward. He popped all the buttons on my shirt then ripped my bra in half before slobbering all over my nipples until they got hard.My nipples weren't the only thing that was hard as I could feel his erection on my knees, he spread my knees and moved closer to me with his erection now pushing against my crotch.I screamed as loud as I could but he laughed in my face saying "scream all ya like Missy, there's no one left to hear ya"He grabbed a couple of zip ties and zipped one leg to a basin tap on one.