My cock was solid and soon I found myself on my knees inching closer to Sophies outstretched thighs, my focus directly at the wet spot between her leg..., her gusset was pulling me in and I was getting closer, I told her to do as she was told yet she was in control of me, I was getting closer and could smell the target as I scooped my hands under her thighs raising her legs in the air, my hands ran down her thighs and wedged under the cheeks of her arse as I lowered my head down to her waiting. "Did somebody let you in?" I asked him. He didn't answer, only kept eyeing me with his big black eyes.Selecting the biggest towel and dropping the others on the floor, I bundled myself as I would just out of the shower and silently crossed to the kitchen counter. From the knife rack I quietly slid out the butcher knife and the knife next biggest in size and brandished one in each hand. If there was an intruder, God help him. Moving silently again, I reentered the mudroom and checked the back. This day he was sat at the same table as I was and we got talking, he was Alan, 17, and studying for his ‘A’ levels.Over the following couple of weeks, we chatted away and when I took a break and went outside for a cigarette, he would come with me. “Do you have a girlfriend” “No” “Boyfriend” “No mum says I can’t until I’ve done my exams”.This day I got to the library around 10:00am and Alan was there as usual, when dinner time came around, I noticed the library was empty, even the staff had. So intent on worrying about her body image she does not notice when He moves away until she hears His voice commanding her to move closer to the table. The sound startles her making her jump slightly and she moves quickly to where she knows the table is situated. He is behind her again and she feels His hand on her lower back gently pushing her forward so she is bent over . Next she feels her arms being stretched to the other side, cold leather straps are tied around each wrist. He pulls.