I watch you enter the room; my jaws almost drop from the sight of you. You are wearing a red see-through jacket top with an open front and a small red...thong. You blush slightly as I tell you how beautiful you are. I have put forth a chair in the middle of the room and I tell you to sit.You nod and sit down on it; your hands automatically fall behind the back of the chair. You are such a well-trained girl. However, today, today is going to be a bit different. I tie your hands behind the chair. He’s a gentleman, I told you that before; he walked me to the front door and used my key to open it. I told him this was the best prom date I ever had. He smiled and asked me for a goodnight kiss. It was a tender kiss. He’s a bastard for doing that, too.I dropped my shoes inside the front door, I tossed the baggie with my panties into the refrigerator, and I dropped my dress on the bedroom chair. I collapsed on the bed. I was so done with being awake. I blacked out.It was afternoon bright when. I swear I was ready to flip my desk over and set fire to the place by the time 5pm came around. As soon as I got home, I started getting ready. Shower, shave, I must've brushed my hair 300 times. I picked out my outfit a few times, before finally settling on a nice navy skirt (with panties this time, shit I still needed to get my dress clean I realized), and a bone white blouse. Stocking and heels. Then I power-fidgeted through my apartment generally making things cleaner. I made my bed and. He ran an insurance agency in St. Michaels and was going to take some time off over the next few weeks. At dinnertime, he ordered everybody to clean up and dress casually since they were going to a crab house in St. Michaels for dinner. This fascinated the teens, since they had never eaten crabs before, and Frank and Ronnie had a blast teaching the ‘rookies’ how to demolish the tasty crustaceans.It was late by the time they got back, and everybody wanted to go to bed. Frank stripped down to his.