Her arms he secured, savouring the moment as Terry stood at first watching. “ankles”, it was an order, Terry took his wife` s soft left ankle and...wrapped the rope round knotting it securely, he pulled her legs apart, exposing her sex just that bit, enjoying the sensation of securing her for god knows what pain, again the wrap and the knot. Then he became aware of that voice once more was directed at him “you may leave, or you may take a seat and you may watch unfettered, but must not interfere. You come and go, and I carry this show. I should be old enough to know that I’ll get snake-eyes on the final throw. It was the looks, from you to me to you to me and always longer than strictly necessary. Like a fish in a dish with your hook in my mouth, I took you all the way in. You pierced me and you crawled inside, curled up with me like original sin. Now you sit in that chair and you just stare and stare, for where’s the harm in looking? Perhaps you’d like to dance, but will not chance to. We’ve literally only been driving for 3 minutes. “Are we there already?” They ask.Outside – we’re in a familiar little street of terraced council houses – and Pablo is standing at the front door of his little home. He says ‘Olah’ as the girls get out of the car. Deanna is about his age, but her loud clothes, tattoos, bleached hair and overly made-up face are the opposite of his very conservative clothing and complete lack of color. Tamara, meanwhile, with her bright red hair, colorful tattoos,. "Damn you!" she gasped. She leaned in and pressed her lips against mine again, still fierce and unrelenting.I turned and pressed her against the wall, trapping her there with my body. My hand lowered and slid into her robe, meeting nothing but bare flesh. I grabbed her breast and squeezed, causing her to moan into my mouth. Her hands weren't idle and she was pushing the top of my sweats down, using her feet to push them down in the back. She squeezed a hand between us, her other wrapped around.