A short time later Holly looked at me and said, "Uncle Matt wants to talk to you – please?" and handed me the phone.I took it and casually said, "He...lo?" Hi. This is Matt and Darla Covington. The girls are like family to us, and we had no idea things were going so badly at their uncle's. I know you pretty much saved them, and I hate to ask, but instead of taking them to your ranch, would you be willing to either bring them to Lebanon, or meet us somewhere that we can pick them up? There is no. Once theywere tied, she stopped. All of the sudden she just stopped. Shegot up off of me, and retrieved her nightgown from behind thedoor, placed it on, and walked back over to me, again reachinginto the drawer on the nightstand."What are you doing?" I asked, still believing that this was partof the "game".She produced from the drawer a long piece of leather withsomething in the middle of it and what looked like a belt buckleon each end. Holy shit! That looks like a penis! This is onefreaky. Her mouth was desperate to entangle with his as his head lifted from her exposed breasts…. She sat up on the bed. His naked body stood before her – in no way spent from the previous time in the hallway. As she leant forward, she felt the corset strain and give way, it popped open at the back, falling forwards off her already exposed and heaving 38gg chest. forcefully he pulled it upwards infront of her, casting it away towards the wall. With one swift motion, he pushed her back on the bed, as. "Hey," Sharon said softly, placing her hand on her friend's. "What elseis going on?"Amber stared at the table. She just shook her head. Sharon waited withoutsaying a word until the words came out of their own volition."I strongly suspect that my darling hubby is playing the field again." How do you know?" The usual signs. Lots of late nights at times of the year when hedoesn't usually work late, working on a 'project', the specifics of whichare never, ever mentioned and for which there is no.