Or Evella. Or what they were doing together if Vanlo happened to have stepped out for a moment."Amanda, please pay attention to me," Sirinna said in a... unusually irritated voice.Her gaze snapped back. "I'm sorry, Mistress," she said in a more sincerely contrite voice. "I mean, for everything."Sirinna slowly nodded. "Are you ready to tell me what it is?" she asked in a softer voice."Not yet. I ... I'm not at all sure myself yet." I don't understand." To be honest, neither do I. But I don't think. But it made him feel more important as he watched all the attention his wife Susan was getting from the guys he worked with at the plant.The next day at work, Monday, Lanny was sitting in a stall in the men's room when he heard two of the guys that had been helping Susan water ski at the picnic enter the restroom. They didn't know he was listening as they bragged to each other about the quick feels they had gotten the day before as they were helping Susan learn to ski. They both laughed as the. WHAT TOY TO SLIDE OUT..HOW FAST DO YOU WANT IT...OR HOW SLOW....YOU CANT HELP REACHING OVER FOR A TOY...ONLY TO CHANGE YOUR MIND...no no...THE OTHER ONE YOU SAY...BUT...STILL YOU WANT TO WORK THEM BOTH..REALLY...I WANT YOU TO ALSO...YOU DECIDE ITS TIME TO TIE MY ASS UP BUT GOOD...YOU START WITH MY ANKLES,,.ONE AT A TIME..YOU BIND ME...TIGHTLY,..TOYS JUST LIGHTLY VIBRATING IN BOTH HOLES...WHILE YOU GO ABOUT YOUR BUSINESS OF RESTRAINING ME TO THE BED...NEXT...THE ARMS..BUT.....NOT YET...FIRST. After a few moments, he forced himself to stop his womanly ways. Lying her back down on the sad excuse for a bed pallet, he took inventory of her. Her face was dirty and bloodied on one side. It looked like old blood, but he wasn’t quite sure how old the blood was. She had bruises on her arms and he assumed she would have them on her legs as well. Anger fresh, consuming and scalding bubbled up inside him. He smiled grimly. Anger he knew all to well. Anger he could deal with. Anger at the.