No sooner than the stock was locked into place over top of her neck when Alana started to stir. She groggily muttered in a masculine voice, "What happ...ned?" Her eyes were still shut and she had not moved the rest of her body. "You were having a drink and you passed out, " Greg responded. "We had to lay you down. I hope you didn't mind." Not at all, " Alana said. She stirred some more and upon opening her eyes noticed that she was locked into a box. "Why am I lying in the sawing a girl in half. There it was. My heart was pounding and my breath came in shallow gasps. There are not words to describe the emotions welling up within me. It was so intense. Somewhere in the distance I could hear Kim and my wife cheering me on and telling me to put Dave's cock in my mouth, but I didn't need encouragement. Still holding it with my hand, I leaned forward and pressed his cock against my face. It felt wonderful. Then I held it to my lips. I was shaking so bad that I thought I might pass out.. The maître d’ also was an accomplished classical violinist. He hid that talent until this day. He had played ‘fiddle’ for the town dances. The restaurant owner placed two candles on their table, and then turned the wall lanterns down. The man rosined up the bow and played after they were served their food. The strains of Beethoven, Mozart, and the other classical composers enchanted the couple. The other diners quieted down, amazed at the skill of their fellow townsman. They, too, had been. "It was, but not if I move out," she answered."Torrington's not exactly just down the street from Preston's," I pointed out. "Wouldn't your folks be able to force you to go back if you left?" Not unless they really want to have a long talk with Child Welfare," Pete answered my query. "Cynthia's got enough on them to almost have them arrested, and both Keira and I have seen some of what goes on. I'm quite willing to testify if it comes to that, and I think Keira is too. Isn't that right,.