As Danny fixed himself another drick he asked if we had handcuffs in the house, I said we did. He then told me that I was to go upstairs, strip naked ...nd handcuff myself to the bed; he was going to finish his drink and would come up in about 10 minutes. I went up to the bedroom and took off my clothes, I laid our digital camera on the bedside table in the hope that Danny was use it. I then laid on the double bed and managed to handcuff myself to the headboard as I lay there with my little cock. This made me a great swimmer but swimming at school was bothersome as the school speedos swimwear was mandatory and were so stretchy that my pair stuck embarrassingly to the contours of my boyhood. Instead of a round full package, my balls and cock were very clearly defined. Everyone knew exactly who had what in swim class. The school speedos were scary to wear,especially because I was so conscious of having my skinny cut dick practically bare - and my tender balls didn't exactly hang heavy. Paul believed he had held his own fire because the woman in the stand deserved her justice. Let the Gods determine if they were wrong he thought as he trained his weapon on the woman. Margaret Compton raised her hands. ‘They are empty. I only had 11 rounds.’ The courtroom was deathly silent with the only sounds coming from the sobbing Mrs Compton as she held the guns aloft. ‘What happened to the twelfth round Mrs Compton?’ Paul found himself asking and her pitiful eyes turned to him. She looked. Shari was slightly embarrassed and afraid that she had angered him. She slowly crept into the kitchen and stood next to him, resting her hand on his shoulder. "Im sorry daddy" she spoke in a innocent whisper. He turned his gaze upon her and shoke his head slowly "don't be your interested and im your father I should teach you these things" with that he unbutton his pants and unzipped them without hesitation. "sit down Shari" he ordered and she obeyed sitting at the kitchen table. He stood at the.