The next morning, I woke up still feeling Ethan's kiss. I closed my eyes and touched my lips. I found myself smiling. I felt butterflies in my stomach...just thinking that in a few minutes I'd be facing my brother, my lover.I got out of bed wearing my Hello Kitty pajamas which consisted of cropped pajama pants and a matching night shirt. I passed by my dresser mirror and realized my hair was a huge mess!I groaned and as I opened my bedroom door and rushed towards the bathroom, I happened to bump. Struggling to move Sara slowly regained her consciousness. Her hands were tied behind her back, with a small chain linking them to her now bound ankles, her mouth held open with a large ring gag that made her jaw ache, her brown hair painfully in a tight ponytail, and her clothe in a neat pile in front of her. As the dizziness receded she realized that she was bound naked on the cubical floor. Terror seized her as she gathered her bearings, terror of rape and abuse flashed inside her mind and a. She was smiling and barely conscious. I wiped off my face then went down stairs to answer the door. I passed Zazzy in the hall and gave her a wink.To my surprise James was on the other side of the door. “Why are you answering Sam's door?”“Why are you knocking?”“WE work together, now answer my question.”“We meet and had lunch together, she is upstairs taking a nap.”He looked at the stairs, then leaned in to kiss me. I pulled back knowing that I still taste like her. He grabbed the back of my. After all, she was sixteen years old.My hand followed the soft curve of her hip upward, and I found that I liked the feeling of a woman's skin texture and feel, so I spent some time on her thighs. Then I got curious about her ass, and since she was lying on her side, it was easy to access it. This was something else! Soft, yet firm. Big, but not bigger than it seemed to fit in the palm of my hand. And warm. Warm and a whiff of... wetness? Wetness! Pussy!I sneaked my hand forwards. Over the.