"Hi, Mom. Uh, I'm sorry about this afternoon. It was all my fault."We'll discuss it later, Barry," said Lucy. "I'll start the kettle." We're not havin... tea," Karen snapped."It's still my house," said Lucy raising her voice. "Beth is my guest." The older woman could feel her pulse racing. She wouldn't have been brave enough to defy Karen without Beth being there."It'll be your taped performance your bosses at the bank will be watching if Beth isn't out of here in the next minute." Karen turned. Lifting her delicate hand in his he softly lashed the silky fabric around her wrist and tied it to the eye bolts in the head of the bed. Following this routine again he secured the other wrist. Climbing to the foot of the bed he secured her ankles to each corner of the bed then stood back and smiled. "Such a lovely sight you are my dear."he whispered. "Kim, I want you to instruct Darren as to what you like, teach him." ordered Mistress. "OH please Mistress, I don't want to, its so. '"You know -- the kids' after-football party," Iris replied, suddenly realizing that she was on shaky ground."Those parties seem to be all the rage," Noreen mused."Well, Misha met Chris at one, and Anita met Tad -- Donna met Mac at one, actually," Iris pointed out."Why do you go?" Noreen asked.Stepping carefully, Iris said, "I guess they make me feel a little younger. I won't be catching a boyfriend at one, but they've been ... rewarding..." Really? Do you think I ought to volunteer?" Maybe. I. She also had great legs, and curve sin all the right places. By her accent, she had obviously learnt her English in the US, but she turned out to be Mexican, though of relatively pure Spanish blood, I would have judged. We talked, exchanging the usual information about each other, why we were at this conference, families, background and so on. The level in the bottle also dropped as we talked, the difference in our ages having long since been any barrier to our conversation. She had been a bit.