“We’re in the kitchen Angela. Come on and sit down for some breakfast.” Angela went in and saw a man sitting at the table reading a newspaper a...d a woman standing at the sink. She just looked at them for a minute. “I’m Frank and this is Wanda. Remember? We brought you here yesterday and are going to help you. This is a safe place where no one will hurt you.” “Yes, I remember now. I was just a little disoriented when I woke up.” “That’s quite understandable hunny. Now, what would you like. I lend in to tell she something. The bass would drown me out so, I put my hand on her hip to pull her closer so she could hear me. She was so intoxicating, I forgot what I was going to say. I was drunk. Like a high proof whiskey, one shot of her you were drunk. A warmth flooded my cheeks and my once flaccid cock began to harden. The crowd pushed us into one another. She looked at me blushing, I can only guess she felt my semi hard bulge press into her firm ass. Using the momentum of the moment,. I closed my door as quietly as I could, then waited by her window, hoping for another glimpse. I realized I was holding my breath, and I made myself breathe, and try to calm down.There – the curtain fluttered again. The woman was still against the table, though I couldn't see nearly as much as I'd like. I did see that she had a wedding band on her left hand, and wondered if she were there with her husband. God, my cock was so hard!I couldn't take it anymore and went to their door and knocked,. No, she was doing as she was told, and waiting to see if I was going to do what was necessary to justify her faith in me -- and at this point, the necessary tactic was to bring smoke.I didn't disappoint. I went over to the collection of goodies I'd laid in and selected a wide, heavy leather strap, then turned to her, letting her see it. "Crawl over here." Eyes wide, Karen did as she was told. "Jean was wrong -- but you were, too, weren't you?" I asked."Yes, Cletus." Put your head on your.