Maybe she liked it, who knows.She is now 5'5, petite figure, dark brown hair, and a very cute face. Her breasts have reached a B-Cup which complements...her body shape very nicely. She doesn't wish for more as all her classmates who have bigger breasts keep complaining about their back pains and their difficulties when running during PE hours.Today she invited her friend Amber to our home: a very pretty redhead, about 5'9, with some freckles and the same age as my sister.As soon as we started. I was at the point of throwing in the towel. Maybe an active sex life wasn't in the cards for us. I've always been extremely sexually active since my teenage years, but I wasn't about to leave her over this. It just pissed me off, and I felt powerless to change it.I went to work in a foul mood, and spent the day arguing with clients, my boss, and my colleagues. I purposely stayed late, so I wouldn't have to deal with the kids, and I hoped my wife would park herself on the couch watching. Thetwo who had undressed Helen now pulled her to the bed, closely persued by the man with the knife, and sat her on the sideof the bed. One of them pulled her left arm towards the corner, as another mantied the stocking around her wrist, pulling hard at it to make sure it wouldnot come undone. Shewas then pushed backwards onto the bed, and her other arm was stretched toreach the other head post, and tied, which forced her arms wide on the big bed. Shetried to pull at her wrists, but the. I had made a dinner, I brought back some good old cooking skills from my living skills class in 8th grade, if only they taught you how to make steak but I figured some good old macaroni and cheese and some rolls would work great. I set the table for two, one on each side and two candles that looked like they came out of the beauty and the beast you know those three pronged ones, I also had put out a bottle of wine which I emptied and filled it with pink lemonade to look like wine, pulp free of.