.. Ican't stop my hands. Don't want to stop them! I want to... A man comesover... and tells me... threatening movements are not... especially ona holi...ay. Grimacing... I say I'm sorry, and glaring at her one lasttime I make my way out.As I pass the door... tears run down. I thought I knew pain, andloneliness before. I knew nothing. She's got a knife in my heart... howcould she do this to me? We were so close. I depended on her... I...Sobbing still I get a cab and drive home. Maybe I'll get. The strands of her bonds were traced in a curious manner, around her wrists and ankles and all around her, right through her little cunt so her clit was never left in peace. Realization dawned on her face as soon as she first tried to move and she began to sob quietly. My eyes slid across the room in search of any other sign of life. It took me a while before my eyes adjusted enough to spot the tattoo girl, chained to the ceiling by the far wall, still unconscious. While I was admiring the. Simon sighed and said, "I will never get rich having you two for clients! Do you mind if I make them pay for my services?" Actually, if you want to make the Lab sweat a little and get a little more compensation that would be okay with me!" stated Virginia."Are you out for blood?" I asked Virginia."No, but they are trying to blame me for doing the right thing and besides they had every intention of hurting you because you had no relatives for them to answer too!" She replied."George I have to. Rick couldn’t have been more surprised or delighted with what he saw. She was wearing a matching red garter belt and thong. Turning her around so she was facing the wall, he stared at her beautiful bare bottom framed in red lace. Unable to contain himself, he moved her over to the toilet and murmured, “If I had known you were wearing this during the meeting, I would have taken you right then and there on the boardroom table. Now bend over and put your hands on the toilet seat.” For one brief.