The cuff has a cute little padlock holding it shut, and is just loose enough to turn around, but not to move up or down, or get my fingers under. I've...been scratching under it using a corner of a box of spaghettiBesides hurting, it itches. The cardboard doesn't work very well for scratching with, but it's all I have.What else? Well, there is a toilet. There's a sink, which, luckily, I can reach. No hot water. Some cabinets, with some food in them. A stove, whichI can't reach. I've been soaking. . Rob? Tommy? Is that you? Why are you here? She stepped close to us. She was wearing short-shorts and a bare mid-driff blouse with the top buttons undone. All I could see was lots of cleavage and my hard-on didn't shrink one bit. Rob was trying to cover his hard-on but there isn't much a 13 year old, with a boner, can do to hide it. Becky's eyes were focused on our faces. Now her eyes slowly worked there way down our bodies until they reached our immense embarrassments. At first she gasped. I asked him if he was really gay he told me yes and then i asked if he had done any thing with another dude he said yes, then i said that i was gay i could sea his cock getting aroused in his shorts i then said that i had never tried anything with another guy i asked him if we could try some gay stuff he said yes i said lets kiss he said ok we then went into a deep kiss for about 4 four minutes his tongue would swure in my mouth and the mine in his. we eventually parted he asked me how my. And at this time, Bev was sitting in their room at home, studying ... it felt a little funny without her. On the 10 minute ride back, Barb looked sideways for a second, read the questioning look on my face, and said "Don't put a lot of thought in it ... in fact, don't THINK, just FEEL" ... I came back weakly with "well, I can say that YOU feel GREAT". It was abundantly clear that what she said had far more meaning that my little compliment.Turning up the hill to our houses, she said "Bev said.