“We forgot about the wine.”I nodded and waved my beer bottle at the wine.“You’re having beer? I can’t drink a whole bottle of wine by myself...” she complained.“No problem, “ I said, tipping up my bottle and finishing it.I poured us both a glass and Lynn got me talking about the old days during half-time. I muted the TV and didn’t notice when the game started up again. Lynn leaned across several times to clink glasses which rewarded me with a view of the upper part of the breasts I used to. Steve held her, moved her to the couch and brought her down to lie next to him until she had finished.When she could talk again, she said, "Oh Steve. I didn't know how much I cared for Teddy. Now, he's taken my move to make his own move. It'll be good for him I know, but I feel as though I'd somehow done him wrong. He always told me there was no one else for him. He had no other girls, no other lovers. Once, I asked him if he wanted another lover, and he said no.'"Well, Sara, ' Steve told her,. I look towards the direction of the sound, and I see a blonde woman in her mid-40s, short hair, and in a tight white top smiling at me and waving, and I recognise my step-mom Millie Smith.I smile back and wave, and walk towards her, pushing my luggage cart in front of me until I reach where she is standing. She runs up to me and gives me a hug, and as she is pressing into me, I realise that she has enormous tits, much bigger than I remembered, but then it has been a long time since I last saw. How else will I tie up you bitchy little ass”, he said. He had almost finished that sentence when I punched him hard into his abs. I followed that up with a hard slap across his face. So hard that my hand hurt. “You do not get to curse at me till I tell you”. I was still angry and wanted to hit him a bit more but I knew that I was tipsy and his one kick could injure me badly. So I let him lay there moaning in pain while I wen to the window, opened the bag and took out the rope. Sure enough, it.