You’re going to be punished now.?Lorne pointed to the bed, and I went and lay across it, and he bound my wrists behind my back and then also bound m... ankles, so I couldn’t move at all. I could see his eyes enjoying my full bubble buttocks?I bit the pillow in acute fear.Lorne went to the dresser and brought back Pa’s Razor Strop, which he’d used on both of us to keep us in line. ?Theresa Marie, you’re a nasty, greedy slut, and you’re going to pay for ruining my life?you’ve not had real. A couple months ago a girl moved in and I noticed right away that she dressed a little preppier than usual. Tight sweaters (showing off her ample boobs), expensive shoes, and very nice makeup, showing off her gorgeous alabaster skin. She was medium height and had reddish blonde hair and a cute spray of freckles on her face. Like a lot of girls from a somewhat privileged background, she walked around with a certain relaxed pride, like “I know I’m good looking. I know you want to stare at my. (Don’t worry the sex is coming)School passed in a blur, and the next thing i knew, it was almost 11 o'clock at night time for me to make my big entrance, pun intended. I crawled swiftly up the side of the house to Alex's window. Flicking it open, I slipped quietly into her closet, and waited for her to come up. She entered the room wearing nothing but a towel.” What the fuck?” She said, “Why is the window open?” Alex walked over to her window and slid it shut. I opened the closet and tapped her. I returned and entered the reception just like I belonged there. I mingled with people telling them I was a friend of the bride or groom and acting like I had attended the wedding. Everybody was drunk and not paying attention to me anyway. I was hitting on several women, just like dad taught me, when this older woman came up and started to hit on me. At first I thought she was very drunk and that she was being very friendly but then I realized she was very drunk but she was hitting on me. .