In any case, historians always like getting their hands on well-preserved examples of ancient alphabets.“Are you sure it’s ok for us to be here.�... Alex asked.“As long as we don’t start defacing the wall,” like scratching your initials into it because you are only twelve and don’t know what you are doing “ I don’t think it is a problem.” I had been damn lucky that the vines hid my little addition to the ancient artwork, or I’d never gotten away with a mild scolding back then.“Ah. Okay.” Alex. She both had the silence hypnotic trigger and a ball gag filling her mouth. She tried to stretch out, but like expected the ghost had put the chains on her. She was totally tied down nude at her bed covered only in bondage gear. Wrapped like nice package for anyone that wanted to take advantage of her. Just like John had found her after her night when the dog was fucking her. It did not take any genius to understand that the ghost wanted John to find her like this and how it might turn out. As. Then she doused her lamp and said, "Undress me, if you please."The process took longer than it should have since we paused along the way to kiss and fondle each other now and then, but when I finally got her bare, my hands found a velvet smooth skin, lightly furred and yielding between her long legs. I explored most of it. She was ready, moist, panting and eager, by the time I got out of my britches, into her arms and between her thighs.The bed the Frenchman had brought with him was. Amy glanced at me and gave me a quick smile. I think I was still smiling from last night. My sister looked at me and said “ what are you smiling for you dork.” Boy if she only knew. After breakfast I headed upstairs to grab a shower. My sister was taking her time eating. Amy finished and told my sister that she was going to go upstairs and relax after breakfast. I had just jumped into the shower and then Amy came in the shower and she proceeded to soap my back. And as she did that she reached.