They did the same with my ankles. My arms were attached to something solid over my head. I could turn my hands enough in the cuffs to hold on to the ...od. I thought Adam must have been planning this for a while as I tried to steady myself against the adrenaline rushing through my body. Hands ran up and down my legs separating them and securing them to something else on the floor. Searching fingers explored my thighs and ran along the lips of my smooth, wet cunt. I leaned forward toward the hand. POTENTIAL Part 1Candy Damiani, glanced at the clock while her fingers strummed a nervous rhythm on the table. She anticipated the knock, but still jumped when it came. She sipped from her glass , got up and walked to the door. "Come in,” Candy said, and stepped aside. The tall teenager had to squeeze past. He was holding a box with both hands and his elbow bumped her breast."Mrs. Damiani," he said, and flipped his shoulder-length hair, "everything is done outside. All that's left is the. I walked in and called out to her, she was in our bed room, I went back and she was getting cloths together, she was about to shower . I said what are you doing? She said I need a shower right now, move outta my way , she pushed pasted me and headed to the big bathroom. I followed her in there I sat on the shitter while she got undressed. She had the white bikini on , you remember the one that gets see through when wet. As soon as she was naked she turned the water on and got in the shower. I. ‘And Bobbi has to marry Damien.’ ‘Yes, I’ll have to marry Damien,’ said a soft voice from behind. Ray and Saint whirled round to see Bobbi leaning dejectedly on Tony, her eyes swimming with unshed tears. And Tony looked on the verge of tears himself, his arm tight around Bobbi. They reached the deRothchild’s lands a week later, the devastation and suffering they could see around them only made matters worse. They were still dressed in the peasant boys clothing they had used as disguise since.