.. how should I put it... really lay it to them?" Sounds great!" Peter exclaimed enthusiastically. "I mean, if she's passed George's inspection, she m...st be worth the trouble." What's her husband like?" Marge asked a little too carelessly."I'll tell you after this weekend," Abby laughed. "But from all outward appearances, he should be enough to keep both of us busy." Then I too accept," Marge smiled wickedly. "We'll be happy to help you any way we can." Good! I knew I could count on you," Abby. I don't know where all that came from. I just made it up as I went, but it was a lot of fun." I was laughing and screaming. I didn't know which to do more, or next, I was a helpless mess." So helpless you nearly pulled my head off my shoulders." What? When?" When you clamped my head between your thighs." Did I do that?" Did you ever! During your orgasm." I don't remember. Anyway, it was your fault. I was your innocent, helpless victim. I was tied down so there was nothing I could do to protect. I said, “I’ll see you on the balcony.”She said, “I’ll see you after my shower.” She rolled herself out of bed agile as a cat. And walked toward the bathroom in the hip swinging fashion of naked women. For a thirty five year old she still had a spectacular body.We have a little balcony that faces out toward the Kennedy Center and the Potomac. We like to sit on it on a nice day and sip wine. She appeared in a pair of black yoga pants that molded to her incredible legs and a bulky green and gold. They stood for a moment holding hands. Sarah was desperate, her heart pounding. Then his hands reached up and started fondling both of her breasts over the material of her shirt.No talk now - just the supreme tension from being alone together.Peter pulled her to him bringing her hands behind her back so she could not move.She wriggled and passively resisted her mind racing. She avoided his lips, turning her head aside expecting to somehow be rescued. From whom that rescue would come she had no.