We want to clean up when we feel like it. We want to choose our companions, often based on a five minute conversation late one night, the year before....We want to cram as many people as we can in a small, dingy, dark, grotty flat, and then see if we can drive each other crazy. We want to be grownups.I gave it two days after pinning the note to the fridge. Nothing had changed. The fact was, I knew who it was anyway. I just hadn't been quite obnoxious enough to put his name on the note.The six of. As vicar of St Margaret’s, Tobias knew he must please his patron and not disgrace the Canon, but giving precedence to the churchwarden’s cronies was a step too far. After all, the vicar did not exist to merely further that man’s social ambitions.He took the proffered pages to keep the peace (which would be glanced at later and promptly forgotten) and finally wrested himself away with an excuse that the midday meal was waiting for him at the vicarage. Tobias gave the distinct impression that. I wondered what she looked like naked. I wondered if she talked dirty in bed. I wondered what she acted like and sounded like when having an orgasm. I wondered if her pussy tasted the same as her daughter's pussy. Being that she was 18 years older than me, nearly from another generation, I wondered if she sucked cock. I wondered if she'd allow me to cum in her mouth and if she swallowed. While stroking myself, just the mere intimate, sexy thoughts of her dressing and undressing for me. They were both tied to the bed posts her knees up to her tits. She was Gagged, and blindfolded,her jeans and knickers were pulled down and her top half was bare. The last thing she could remember was getting a taxi home, sometime late last night, from the party,was this the driver?. She lay there trying to make something out of the noises that were around her, she could hear someone moving. She moaned and attempted to struggle, but all she accomplished was making the ropes tighter She heard.