She rifled through my pockets, removing item after item. Stockings, baked beans, balloons. "Turn around and put your arms behind your back," she order...d. As I did so, she continued, "I don't trust you in my house, who knows what'll be in your pockets before you leave?" She "conveniently produced a pair of handcuffs from the table next to her and fastened my hands securely behind my back. "There," she exclaimed. "Now your dirty hands can't get into mischief."I began to try and plead again, but. Mike said to me, “She’s very observant, don’t let her get away from you, Richard.”“Oh, I won’t,” I said as I put my arms around her. “Nice catch, Caroline.”Mike offered his hand to Caroline and said, “When we’ve grown out of this house, I want O’Hara Real Estate. You’ve quite a head on your shoulders, young lady.”“Well, Debbie and I have to gather up some furniture for this place. Our stuff will barely make a dent in this big place.”“There’s a real nice furniture store in the shopping center. “Well, you're still your handsome self. I just wanted to tell you that I was getting ready to go for a swim. When you're unpacked, you can join me.” He smiled as she walked back into the house. Her sweet little ass swayed behind her. “I can't wait to fuck her,” he whispered to himself.(_)(_)(_) After dinner, Alan was ready to escape to his old room and get away from his mother. Brianna had the right idea by eating earlier. She had clearly learned some common sense in the last three years. Just. Sometimes she'd wear a baseball cap. I'd never know where she was hiding. Sometimes she'd be right behind the front door. Other times she'd be behind some corner or behind another door. Desiree would grab me from behind and hold me in a tight grip, or wrestle me to the ground and pin me. I didn't resist much. A couple of times she rushed me and punched me in the stomach then kneed me in the chin (not too hard, but firm) before putting me down. Then she say something like "Okay asshole, you're.