Tom looked to be hesitant too.The girls got a ride home and just Tom and I were in his car."What happened to Mark?" There is one rumour going around t...at mutates as it travels. I cannot say anything. I'm sorry. Would you pull up at the next block? I want to stop in at the pharmacy."Once inside I found some get well cards and signed it at the counter. Tom had stayed in the car and in a few minutes dropped me off at the house. There was one car in the driveway. Surely if the young man was popular. “By the way, where is Margo?” Alex asked.“I had to sedate her until I figure out what to do,” Andrew answered, sounding aggravated.“Is she going to be a problem?” Grant asked.“Absolutely, unless we find a way to convince Margo it’s in her and her daughter’s best interest not to cause any problems,” Andrew said.He told his sons he didn’t blame them for fucking their sexy little blonde stepsister, but they should have been more careful and not been caught. Their father told them he’d seen the way. I picked next. It was a light yellow piece of paper. It read, “Sarah wants to restrain Michael and tease him until he begs me to let him cum.” That was a good one. I had never been restrained or tied up before, and there was some anxiousness on my part. Still, I would go through with it, knowing how good Sarah was at teasing. Also, it was New Year’s Eve and I had already had about four or five glasses of wine, a libation I usually never drink. Sarah had the next pick, and it was the sixth. "This is what I'd do for you." I said in a surprisingly confident voice. I grabbed her by the arm and took her into my car. The drive home was strange. She was sort of sobbing in the back-seat. I couldn't help but look at the rear-view mirror to glance at her; I ran a red light but I didn't care. We arrived home and she got in the house first. I slammed the door and she jumped in shock, turning around to look at me. I pointed to the door while looking at her. "That is what I'd do for you. I.