She is medium height, long blonde hair and slim build.She moves about the room in her boyish pink pyjamas, collecting her clothes together at the end ...f her bed, before sitting down to brush her hair.By now, my bathrobe is open, and my cock is beginning to stiffen as I watch her breasts rise up and down within her pyjama top as she brushes.After a while, her mother re-enters the room and takes over the brushing for her and they are obviously having a good chat, so much so her mother has not. "Don't you mean, what did we talk about?"She dropped the toast again and glanced in the direction of the newspaper Ed was holding in front of him. "No, I don't give a damn what you talked about. Where did you have this talk?" Oh, where in the house did we talk? I understand now. We lay on the bed in your old room."Jen stared at me, like she was trying to collect her thoughts. "Is my sister... is she trying to... are you going to... did you... ?" Yes, she is, yes, we're going to and no, we. She dropped back to her knees, gasping for air. "In one minute, stand back up." She began counting her breaths, in for one second, out, repeat. She drew in thirty breaths and exhaled thirty times, then forced herself to her feet. She stood fully up right now, the chains at her wrists becoming slack. "You have submitted. There will be no more need for these." He said, unbinding her wrists. "Unbind your legs and assume the position on the wall." She crouched down and quickly undid the straps. "I think its just being in a new bed. I'll be alright later," said Nathan with a smile.Nodding Kathryn tried to not be obvious, but something was wrong. She could see that Nathan wasn't quite right, but she didn't want to press.Terrance and Rory saw her looks of concern and it confused them even more.They had stayed up late trying to discuss what her motives were, but they were still at a loss. They knew that she really wanted to find this Elliot person, but she could just as easily suck it out.