She lives in Chicago. The house has been empty since her father died over a year ago. It’s kind of run down and needs some fixing up. I don’t know...what she wants with it, but she won’t sell.’ ‘May I have her phone number?’ ‘Nope, she doesn’t want folks bothering her. I’m sorry, you’ll have to go through me, that’s the way she wants it’ ‘I see. How much does she want for the five acres?’ Gordon looked it up and told him her asking price. Bob asked for a sheet of paper and began writing. When. "As she got closer I saw how well suited her outfit was. A pair of blackankle boots with not too high a heel, Black Opaque tights. A Black rollneck top outlined the svelte form of her body. She wore a fairly shortskirt in a sort of Black and White tartan pattern with a matching scarf. The long blond hair finished of a perfect look of pure beauty.The months of strict dieting and corset training had done their jobwell. "She looked good, she looked fine, she looked good..."Closer still and I see. Rose climbed off and went to the kitchen for some water. I recovered to follower her in to get me water too. I sat back against the counter, watching Rose drink her water, watching some of the water spill onto her body. She was so thirsty from the oral sex, she didn't care that some of it spilled. “what? “ she asked as I watched. I walked over to her, and kissed her more. We made out, with her holding her glass, but slowly spilling it on to me. I moved my head down to her pump boobs and licked. Un-fucking believable,” I said in disbelief. Deb took my hand in hers and walked me to the bedroom. When we got there, she directed me to take off all of my clothes. I shook my head and did as directed. She told me to lie on the bed on my back and spread out. I did as she said, and got more worried by the minute. She went to the nightstand on her side of the bed, and removed four lengths of rope. She quickly and firmly secured each of my limbs to a bedpost. I never felt so vulnerable or.