Stroking the side of her head Megan said, last night was amazing. Planting kisses on her stomach Savannah reached upwards and stroked Megan's breast. ...oving her head Savannah began tonguing Megan's navel. With a chuckle she said, there's an other place you can put that. Turning her head Savannah laid it on Megan's lower belly. Smiling she said, it's a wonderful place too. But do you remember what we talked about. With a chance of expression Megan said, I'll try. But you know I have to wear a. It was her staple statement for dumb questions that were asked of her. Dinner was arriving anyway, and she hadn’t touched her salad. She pushed it aside, her appetite for food completely consumed by her hunger for Kyle and revenge.As soon as dinner was on the table and everyone was eating or talking she let her hand roam back under the cloth. Bridgette from accounting was trying to talk to her, but her mind was only half in the conversation as her right hand went back to drawing down his. It was decided by the president, Mrs. Mary O Keefe, that the first mission and any subsequent missions were to be completely secret on the basis that if this tool got into the wrong hands, the world could be destroyed. It was also decided that missions could not ever go further back than the day of invention by Cathy Newheart. This way the past could not be significantly altered.The process needed a gate anyway to be made from the point of destination and the point of origin, so the experiment. I felt a bit tipsy after the pre-dinner drink and all the wine we had with dinner. Now Jim had made a strong drink for me. I get pretty horny when I get tipsy, so my juices were flowing.Jim said he had a surprise for me and wanted to tied me up for it. He pulled of my dress and played with me breasts before tying my up on the floor in the livingroom. He had my arms tied to the leg of the couch, then got me on my knees with my butt in the air and tied me so I couldn't move. He caressed and.