The smell of her friend’s essence only drove Olivia even wilder.Before Olivia could continue, she reached under her bed and pulled out a small tackl... box. She opened it up and pulled out four foot-long ropes and started tying them to the four bedposts.“I don’t know if you will like this or not when you wake up…I’m not letting you run off my sexy little bitch,” she whispered to the sleeping girl before tying the other ends of the rope to Anna’s hands and feet.Anna was bound tightly, her nude. "But from what you've told me, Jean, it would have happened. I mean you started out fully clothed, and what, within four or five months you had progressed to giving him a blow job. You said he'd force you but you know that's a lie; you were play acting, you were going to blow him willingly, fucking him would have been next, Jean; it was just a matter of time, you know it and I know it."She opened her mouth to say something; I assume she was about to assure me that wouldn't have happened but I. If the road were a can,your car would be one of many sardines in it as in every direction,you're flanked by people who are presumably off to work as well.In any other day,you would be a boiling kettle right now,spewing hot steam as you impatiently wait for the traffic to move,but today was not like any other day was it?You were about to reach for your stereo,curious to see if your favourite radio station was playing the same but enjoyable songs before you feel a sudden vibration on your right. "Grace looked at Ed and wondered how he could still show so much compassion for a woman who had never said a single nice word to him since the day he arrived. It was more a sign of Ed's strength of character than her mother's."I'll carry her up to her bedroom after I do the dishes," he said.Grace had a momentary flash of Ed carrying her instead, up the stairs to her bedroom in his strong arms to have his way with her. She trembled and he noticed."Something wrong? Your food not taste good?" he.