I balled them up and carried them to Betsy, thrusting them into her arms. “You really screwed up tonight, kid,” I commented. “Two thoughts, thou...h. You really are finished working for us, so I hope it was worth it.” And as I tapped the bundle in her arms, I said, “And all this for a guy who ran out on you, too.” I opened the front door.“Are you going to tell my folks?”“Go.”“Please don’t tell...”“Just go,” I said, pointing the way.Shoulders slumped, tears pouring down her face, Betsy slunk home.. Struggle against your ropes.” The definition in her well-toned thighs and arms sharpened as she complied. Click. Click. With each undulation of her torso I was pleased to see the hem of the negligee riding up over her fair sex. The spread of her long flailing legs widened her slit to reveal pretty pink inner lips; her gag was convincingly tight across her face. Her expression was pure erotic apprehension. Click.It was time to flick the switch mounted in the bed’s footboard. A low whirring noise. Tony stared at the man with a dumfounded look and said, "Don't be. Ithought I saw you guys leave?" Well, the boss left to get us something to eat," the man repliedtrying to keep from leering at the woman in front of him."Okay," Tony replied, as a nervous feeling began to gnaw at hisstomach.The man scratched the back of his head as he looked around the office.He knew that it was Tony Thorne's office. He had met him before andknew from his bosses that Tony was known to fancy attractive. ”“I’m not sure how I should react to that. Maybe I should be offended that you’re talking like that about my wife’s tits. But, you’re right, Cindy’s are the stuff of teenage wet dreams. That said, I sure wouldn’t mind getting a mouthful of Karen’s tits.”The girls were pleased with our creation and agreed that there were times when living with an engineer wasn’t totally annoying. Ken spent the rest of the day watching Cindy’s boobs bouncing on her chest whenever she moved. I was much more.