I looked at the teenaged girl who could have been barely older than 16, she had the perfect curves at the right places. At a height of 5’3 she was n...t the biggest girl, she too had a slender frame yet somewhat what fuller than Rebecca but what stood out the most were her breasts, they were probably the envy of all the other girls her age and even older. They were barley contained in her black and gold midriff which showed off her cleavage and tanned, smooth stomach, she wore tight denim jeans. The factotums could produce rope very quickly. A few meters of it bound my sister’s arms tightly behind her back, while another length bowed behind both of her knees, pulling them up to her shoulders to keep her legs apart.Zuri had discovered kinbaku-bi while diving a year ago and had immediately suggested that I use it on her. She enjoyed the rope’s texture against her skin and appreciated the decorative patterns it made where it bound her, but she’d responded most to how it made her feel with. ”“Who you telling,” laughed the nurse.“The other day I was cleaning. I found a blanket under Jairo’s bed. Girl…”“What, sis?”“It damn near snapped in two.”“You’re lying!”“No. I guess he came on it enough and just threw it under there. I was disgusted.”“I know what you mean. I tell mama all the time she’s lucky she only had daughters.”“Amen! When is y’all’s prom,” the older sister checked.“Two weeks,” Marie shared. “I’m actually heading to meet the girl’s mom and another mom I’m coordinating. Started praising her beauty and so on. At last one day, she responded back with a hello. I started with decent messages. Initially, we spoke once in a while. Later she got to like the chats and kept sending messages. I spoke to her as I knew nothing about her. She told me more about herself. And we entered her marriage life topics. Asked her why she doesn’t have kids and so on. She opened saying that husband has a problem and so on.Now, I slowly turned the topic to sex. Her husband works far.