J., several times.”He stood over me looking down at my body. His cock straining to get out of his shorts. “I can’t believe what I am about to do... You could ruin my life.”“That will never happen. We both want each other and I just gave you an extra nudge.” I rubbed my nipples as I smiled at him. “Do me like Mrs. Weathers and it will be total bliss for both of us!”“Oh god, please never again mention her name around me. Please do that for me!”“Okay T.J.. Somehow I think that when we are through. I might have slept or lost consciousness for a few minutes here and there as he drove around, but I don’t really think he slept much at all. A couple of times he left me tied down with only one handcuff on, and I started looking around the van trying to figure a way out of their, some way to escape before he killed me. I found a few things that were interesting, but nothing that I could use to defend myself, or to get the handcuff off my hand.’ ‘Finally, on Sunday night, just when I expected to. His bandanna was soaked and not doing much good; his t-shirt was also very wet and only after an hour. He removed his shirt over his head, and he hung it on a nearby bush, along with the bandanna. He took another bandanna out of his pocket and tied it around his collar-length brown hair. He liked working outside with its honest sweat and tanning sunshine. Soon after he resumed mowing, the zen monotony of walking back and forth across the grass freed his mind to think of other things. He had. Arriving back at the house earlier I heard her mum talking about her coming down and my heart almost exploded. I have been counting down the hours and now, finally, I hear the taxi pull up outside. She bursts through the front door like a hurricane. "Mum?" she calls out, "Are you here?" "We're in here, honey," Becky replies. I hold my breath. "Hey," she says as her eyes travel over everyone. When her eyes meet mine she holds the look a few seconds, a smile creeping over her perfect lips. Acting.