I pulled at my arms, trying to free them from the rope. When that didn't work, I tried kicking my legs, but it was no use. I couldn't pull them free a... all. "Let me out. I've had a bad day and I am NOT in the mood," I yelled at him as he was undressing in the corner. "Lay back. Relax. Let me make you feel better." Every word he said sent me over the edge. I wanted nothing more but to get out of these ropes and kick his ass. I couldn't believe he was doing this to me. As I thought about the. “Hey, Girl,” Randi said. “Did you hear? Merie had the baby – a little boy they named Sam after her father.”“Phil told me and I sent her a Heilman onesie,” Hailey confessed.“Cool!” Randi said. “Damn, this is a kickin’ joint you got here.”“Thanks,” Hailey said. The young singer-actress was exactly how she remembered her from the summer. “I should really go help Phil.”“Oh, sure,” Randi said. “My bad.”Hailey knew Phil didn’t need any help. But she wanted to give him a hug and a kiss. It had been. The first I knew of the results was a wild-eyed brother on my doorstep, with a sobbing wife behind. I managed to dodge the right hook, but the left jab caught me in the gut, and I sank to the floor.Half an hour later my wife’s skills in conflict management were being tested to the limit. Sarah was Millie’s mother, no doubt about that, but Millie’s father was a close relative of Mark, a sibling most likely. There is only Mark and I, so I was the culprit.It didn’t matter how much Sarah and I. Both had made out before, and this part they knew about. They rubbed slack lips together, and then tipped their tongues together. It was a good kiss ... a hot kiss ... and it got them both going.Sissy was about to ask him to see his cock when they both heard the moan. It was a moan that sounded like someone was hurt, but didn’t have enough energy to call for help.It wasn’t loud, exactly. It had just come at a time when there was no other noise to mask it.Both kids perked up. “Did you hear.