As a geekish chubby virgin, I have to say, left me weak at the knees and rather tight in the trousers.Half 11 rolled around and Jeff signaled to every...ne that they were leaving and said their goodbye's. Jeff came and took me outside while she was getting her coat, saying nothing, he put his arm around my shoulder and led me to his car. He got in the front and I got in the back. A few minutes passed and Sarah arrived at the car, she also got into the back but didn't sit close. Jeff pulled away. He was one lucky man to have a wife who was willing to help him with his campaign. It was time he got up and made sure that no one would bother them for at least a half hour while Ruth "convinced" Blaine to fully support her husband for mayor.While John was temporarily away from the table, Ruth could feel Blaine leering at her as he moved his finger lewdly inside her pussy and then removed it completely. He was an attractive man of about fifty or so, graying at the temples and in good physical. Emma follows Ed back up stairs and to her room. Stand against the wall slut. Yes, Master Emma says, still shivering violently. He cuffs her ankles to the wall then her wrists above her head. Sleep well, slave Ed says, leaving the room, closing the door and locking it from the outside. Emma stands chained to her wall, shivering but happy that someone has finally shown her attention and desires her fat disgusting body.The hours pass and Emma is very sleepy but it is hard to sleep standing up.. “Misunderstanding? The folks down in the bar said you went outside last night, though the back door.”All Slye could think of was, ‘Leave it alone.” In a flash, Len Slye crafted a close to the truth lie.“I went outback with a woman and got jumped. She may have been in on it. He beat me and stole my clothes.”“I guess you’ll stick with that bullshit story,” the Sheriff tossed the shoebox to him.Holding the box, he felt its weight. Len feared to look inside himself. No, he couldn’t bring himself to.