"Keep absolutely quiet and I'll not leave it on too long," hesaid. I took a huge lung full of air before he tied it tightlyround my neck. As I breathe... out I could feel the bag inflate;for the moment it contained enough air to breathe. I heard thesound of a zip, and the rhythmic motions beside me told me hewas masturbating. Within moments I was gasping for breathpanting the hot humid air. Bound hand and foot I couldn't move,and I dared not make a sound. And all the while this loathsomeman was. "The questioning by the police took only about and hour and a half. As Amy was not home when the beating of her mother took place, she could offer little information about the crime. When the issue of Amy's care came up, Brad said that she would be staying with him until something permanent could be worked out. Corporal Harrison said that he would have Social Services informed and would have a caseworker talk to Amy in the afternoon. When Brad asked if Amy could get her clothes from the house,. Looking into the lust filled eyes of Al and the shame on Matt’s face, I thought I had gone too far. But when Joan pressed her naked breasts against my back and caressed my tits, I knew the game was on. It all depended on how good a seductress Joan was. She had to break down the wall of hypocrisy my husband was cowering behind.Joan dropped to her knees on the carpeted floor between my legs. I felt her hands on my thighs, then she removed my hand from my pussy. Her face was between my cheeks. We held eachother for a few minutes and Amy pulled back looking at me as if shesaw a ghost. "Jeff, what has happened to you? You look and sound likea girl." I tried explaining what I remembered but couldn't make senseof it really. She looked confused too as I told the story. Here wewere, two very smart people, now drugged up, blonde bimbos.We just held each other and cried some more. My makeup was a messand Amy fixed my face. I asked her what was going to happen next andshe told me to just do.