"You are very brave," he said."Oh, I don't think you'd do anything to hurt me," she said."That's not what I'm talking about," he said. "I think you're...brave because if I'd actually had the heart attack I thought I was having, you'd have had to call 911 and tell them you caused it and where I was and to come save me and all that."She laughed. "You always make me feel so good, Bob." I can't tell you how you make me feel," he said."Why not?" Because I'm in a restaurant, and the patrons would call. ? He dropped my face and walked away, I heard a click as the door locked behind him. I wanted to curl up in a ball but I was still hanging from the ceiling.Chapter twoMy arms had gone numb two hours ago, my back still burning, and my eyes puffy from all my shed tears. But I finally heard the door unlock and the footsteps coming up behind me. He pulled me off the hook and carried me over to the concrete slab, untying me completely. As soon as he finished, I took a risk and backed into the. Susan and I would be on the porch swing, her grinning at my joke about Hans the Hun, when he’d get home from baseball, and zap! she’d forget I was even there, asking him things like how many stripes he’d get when he enlisted.The rally squad said it helped school spirit if they hugged the team after a victory. Susan had her steady to special hug, of course, but also Andrew because he was her cousin. Plus, to make her steady jealous, the twins figured.Once when I’d come home, -- how quickly the. I’m a slick hot mess. He sticks a finger up my pussy and strokes it in and out – takes it out, puts it in my mouth to lick. I lick and such on it and he groans. I love the taste of my pussy juices that he’s putting in my mouth.He puts his hand back on my pussy and puts two fingers in me. He starts slowly going in and out and twisting his finger inside of me. He’s rubbing my clit with his thumb.I’m ready for more. I push his fingers out of my pussy and lean over and start running my tongue.