" which meant untie me but with the gag in my mouth I couldn't speak. "It's OK, I'll only be a few minutes." and off he went.I was laying there, truss...d up like a turkey waiting to be stuffed when the thought occurred to me that my bottom was facing the door to the hallway and if the postman looked through the letterbox, he would see right up the hall and right up me. That idea started to turn me on and I was feeling quite sexy when I thought that I heard a squeak, then another, then another,. "Owe" was the first response I got and I was scared that I had hurt her. "Natalie, are you allright?" I immediatley said, stopping all activity. " I'm fine, you just have to kind of tease it for a while before you get into the hardcore fucking." She showed me then how she likes to slap it, massage it, and what her G-Spot was. After all of this I resumed finger fucking her, as she screamed at the top of her lungs from an amazing orgasm. It's a damn good thing our parents were out eating. Me: ur generation is much better. You guys had everything. We are busy with jobs.She: you stop acting like this. I know everything about u. I had seen all ur chats and how you talk with them about female parts and stuff.(I had few female friends who talk with me openly)Me: we only talk about it but nothing happened. Not even touchings (I was like”What am I talking”)She: so you never had…Me: I am not that lucky. I am still virgin.We were in the hall and watching tv. I went to close the door as. " Then there is a file on you on some central computer at the credit card company, at the bank that holds the card, the 10 different credit agencies that work with your bank. They know your job, your level of education, what your employer and former employers think of you. They know what your neighbors think of you."Every time you apply for a job, buy a house, buy a car, or even buy a pair of socks on credit, at least a dozen more people know about the very deepest part of your private life. In.