.”“It’s alright, John, I won’t say I’m not upset with you, but I understand.”Even as Gail said the words, she wasn’t sure that she belie...ed them herself. What the fuck was John thinking? WAS he thinking? They had a child, for God’s sake! Sure, times were tough, but they sure as shit weren’t going to get any better with John in jail!With help from Gail’s mother they got John bailed out, but the ride home was tense. Gail wanted to tear into John, but could tell that she couldn’t make him feel any. " I think you like it a lot."I nod, panting hard as he rhythmically thrusts into me."I'm going to see if you can take something bigger..."My eyes are wide but I nod, wanting this so badly. He rolls me onto my front, my tits pressing into the thick carpet, hands still cuffed behind me, my ass in the air. I feel so vulnerable, spread wide for his use. As he eases the butt-plug out of me I wonder what he might be putting in, how much bigger it might be...Then I feel him start to enter me and I. There was a kitchen and dining room, four bath rooms, and five bedrooms. The kitchen was clean and neat, but the table was not set. This seemed to rule out the possibility that they would have dinner first. On further investigation, two of the bedrooms appeared to be designed for children. This left three adult bedrooms as a possibly, but only in the larger bedroom was the bed unmade, and there were scented candles on the night table. I concluded that this would be where Pricipal Smith and. .. to me...'“You helped Dracula stake people on pikes?” Béla asked, twice astonished. “No wonder the Praetor never let you loose! How do you plan to get down, anyway?”‘I didn’t think that far ahead,’ Beth admitted. ‘Maybe I could slide down… No, that won’t work… Got any ideas? This is getting a little uncomfortable…’“I can imagine,” Béla sympathized, finally seeing the humor in Beth predicament. “No, on second thought, I can’t! I don’t ever want to know what that feels like.”Beth created an.