A moment later Elisa's script emerged on Bethany's fax machine. "I always get the weird ones," Bethany thought to herself. "But this one I can't help ...etting turned on about. Plus, I'm not likely to get much sleep tonight. My boyfriend's going to want to fuck me all night after seeing today's videos." She set up the hidden video cameras and made sure that one of them would get a full frame view of Elisa's bare bottom as she whipped. Then she studied Elisa's script. Before Elisa arrived, Bethany. Thinking that Jimmy and his friends would not stop by, I put on a short teddy. Soon, I was deep into a movie, as well as on my third milk glass of VO and water.I heard heavy footsteps on the front porch, a key in the lock, then footsteps coming from the hallway into the den. Though very drunk, I was strangely lucid. I left my mouth partly open, with my eyes shut.I heard Jimmy whisper. "That's my Mom. She is a Friday night, Saturday night drunk. When she is out like that, nothing wakes her. It just couldn't be. And, she still felt so strange, what was wrong with her, even Peter's face seemed to be coming in and out of focus.Peter Goodge was elated, he knew that his aunt was stoned out of her gourd, even though she didn't know it, he could tell. He could see that he was really arousing her also, he could tell by the way her hands were fidgeting up and down her sweater. She seemed to have a far-away look on her face too, and her lips were moving almost as if she were talking to. Pull up your skirt for me and sit in the chair.” I pull up my skirt this time showing my black hipster style nylon knickers with mess back covering my bottom with it’s pretty black wide lace trim and Pretty Polly 15 denier barely black stockings held up with a four strap matching suspender belt, I pull down my blue uniform shirt underneath skirt to make it tidy and sit down on the chair face him.He takes one length of black cord and fastens my right wrist tight to the chair, then with another.
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