"Yes, that is my Jeep. What can I do for you?"Before she could answer. An old man with leather soled shoes came to me and extended his hand to me. "Ar... you the person with the Jeep downstairs?" Yes. That's mine." Excellent. Could you run to the store and pick up my medicine for me and my wife? The store is just..."The girl butted in "well I need to get to the store and get some groceries for my mom and me."I look back and forth between the two of them. They were looking at me with pleading. I was shocked speechless by what she was saying. She pulled me over to the bed and tied my ankles to the corner bedposts She then tied a piece of cord to each wrist and then to each bedpost at the headboard. As she unlocked the handcuffs, she pulled tight on the cords and my wrists were then securely tied also. I was very scared and began struggling against the bonds she had tied, but it was no use - they were very tight. She then placed a ball gag in mouth and fastened it with a leather strap.. “You’re so beautiful” he said. He chuckled as he saw the blush creep up from my neck to my face. I rolled my eyes, “Stop.” “No…get used to hearing it!” I shifted against his legs and I caught a look in his eyes. My gaze traveled to where his eyes had settled, my robe had slipped opened. I bit my lip and giggled, “You’re so bad.” Derek leaned forward, took our cups of coffee and set them on the nightstand. Our lips met. He tasted so good, pure sexual male, cream, sugar and coffee. I moaned as he. She knows about my wig. I keep it in a box in the closet; she must have been in there, too. But I beat her to it - I turned and quickly grabbed the wig box and opened it. She smiled and watched as I fluffed the wig, turned it over, leaned my head into it, and stood up as I tugged it into place."Yes, that's it!" she giggled. "Give us a kiss!"As I bent down to kiss her, the long brown hair on either side of my head flopped down into her face. We kissed through the strands, letting my long hair.