The next morning I woke up and she was sleeping with her bra and panties back on. I quietly got out of bed and went in the bathroom to take a bath. I ...illed the tub and got in. I kept thinking about the night before and got hard again. I lathered some soap on my hand and started rubbing my dick. Than there was a knock on the door, and Shelly asked "can I pee"? I covered my hard on with a wash rag and answered "come on in"! She walked in smiled at me saying "good morning" as she pulled her. "A paragraph that most readers seem to ignore entirely.She is a desperate, sad, lonely character unable to interact effectively with those around her. The world has passed her by, left her stranded by herself and the harder she tries to reconnect the more bizarre her behaviour becomes. Even the 'happy' first four chapters are peppered with unusual behaviours and attitudes which should cause the reader to pause and question some of what they are being told. Somebody wrote to me saying she went. As Tash reached for more rope, Sarah’s eyes want wide. ?W.. what are you going to do now??Her friend smiled. ?Oh I am not done yet, the bad guy really does a number on Poor Diana. It has to be really challenging for her to escape. You’d better sit down for this bit.? Sarah sat on the couch as Tash took another long section and started binding just below Sarah’s knees. Once again, Tash cinched the rope tightly. Sarah squirmed slightly on the couch and her fingers clenched as she tried to. “Okay.”“Yeah, yeah,” Sue said affectionately, gently carding a hand through Becky's hair. “I love you too. Now scoot.”Becky sighed as she stripped, kicking her soiled clothes out of the way and turning the nozzle on the shower. What on earth had possessed her to kiss Sue like that? She was twenty-three, and Sue...well, Becky wasn't sure exactly how old her mentor was, but she supposed it didn't matter since they were both adults. The warm water did her good, washing any lingering traces of her.