.I woke up on the bed in my brothers room, I was spreadeagled and my hands and legs were tied to the bed posts, standing in front of me were my brothe... and his wife, him naked her/him dressed in the same attire when they were fucking each other last night, Racquel spoke saying, 'So you like to spy of people having a good time eh?' I replied' 'You two are fucking freaks, how have you kept it a secret for so long. that you're married to a fucking freak with tits?' 'But you're always staring at mt. "Uh, we have good ... genes, I guess," she finished with a verbal stumble. She covered it by coughing into her hand and quickly taking a sip of her drink.Bridget smiled, but wondered what Courtney had started to say. "I've never had a problem with my weight like some of my friends did, but I've always exercised and paid attention to my Dad when he talked about healthy foods. Even so, smoking wound up killing him."They chatted for a few minutes while they finished their food, then Bridget helped. She was not able to tie it herself and some part of her hair was peeping out. So I took her to the store room and tied her hair nicely and while tying it her boobs was touching me. Every hour or so her hair used to peep out and I used to signal her to come to the room and tie it.With in three or four days she was close to me and one day it was Saturday with a few workers. I called her in and while tying her hair I purposefully hugged her and raised her petticoat. She did not resist. I took this. They would sleep too for a bit and then in the morningthings here would be different. Charley took the sofa in the living roomand he ordered the two brothers to find places nearby. And for awhile thebrothers slept. But Charley couldn't get to sleep. His paranoid mindwouldn't let him fall asleep without his medication. He didn't realizethat his illness, which was psychological and not organic, had went withhim when he'd switched bodies with the guard. Charley laid on the sofaand thought about.