He'd been at this for a couple of minutes before his head went down into her lap, she stuck one of her legs up on the dashboard of the car and wiggled...around to help him get in.I was wanking furiously at this time, this was the best show I'd seen so far, after a few minutes of this, and my first orgasm, the bloke came up for air, the girl pushed him back onto his seat and clambered over the centre console and onto his lap. She was kissing him on the lips whilst rubbing her exposed tits on his. With my mind clear of the drowsiness of sleep, I realized two very crucial things. The first was that some time in my sleep, I had been tied to the bed and blindfolded. The second was that I was completely naked. I tested the strength of whatever was wrapped around my wrists, but it wouldn’t budge and there was no real threat yet. A minute more of hushed whispers and I was joined on the bed, the weight of the mattress shifting on both sides. No words were said, but the scent of two very aroused. However, despite my best intentions, I again found myself putting back onmy bra, my petticoat, my panties and my fishnet pantyhose before coveringit up with my new tee shirt and trousers.I wanted to stop there. It looked a bit masculine despite the visiblepanty line and bra straps. Maybe I should have bought looser jeans?I wanted put on my trainers but I found myself self putting my hosieryencased feet back in my knee length leather boots with a stiletto heel. Itdidn't feel right to put such. " Asshole," he'd said and let Steve up. Steve just laughed and said, "Let's fuck." He'd kicked him and stomped off.The voice wails, "I am gone."All through his mind runs his Dad's thin drunken voice. It seems to stretch from the moment his Dad retired to the moment he died. Forsaking his normal decent baritone, for a wild falsetto, his Dad sings hymns while his Mom watches TV or cleans or works in the kitchen."Death, like an overflowing stream, Sweeps us away; our life's a dream, An empty tale,.