She heard a slightcreak of metal on metal and then was helped to step up and onto a metalplatform. Almost immediately she heard the creak again but t...is time shefelt cold metal press against her arms and as she jumped, against herfront and sides. It dawned on her that she was now trapped in a tightfitting cage. Her captor further restricted her by tying her nose ringto one of the bars and attaching bells to her nipple piercings. Lindaalso felt another string attached to her nose with. She was getting closer and closer to my shaft, which was getting harder by the second. When the lady at the restaurant lifted her window to hand us our meals, I reached over and grabbed the two boxes. At the same time, my mom pinched my foreskin through my jeans and sent an electric wave through my body.We were just a couple of miles away from home. As soon as we were back, we both went to the bathroom sink to thoroughly wash our hands. As I stood behind my mom, I couldn’t resist taking her in. But being 5 ft. 3 in. and perhaps 30 pounds overweight she fell outside of his concept of a sexually attractive woman. No doubt she had a good brain and possibly was a great cook and liked movies and watched sport on TV, but first things first. The chief copy-editor Meg Peebles was thin but also sexually unattractive and was introduced as Beth’s best friend. Meg appeared dour and rather listless but the other four in the subbing team, Maria, Ben, Mike and Katja greeted him enthusiastically. But... she thought with a mental grin, Morales isn’t a colleague. Her mind balked at the direction of that thought, though. No, he’s a prisoner. What the crap is the matter with you, Girl?While she continued to sit on his lap, her mind in a turmoil, he reached one-handed to slip her unlaced boots off. As he cupped a hand around her left foot, he made a sound and said, “It’s cold as ice.”Coming to his feet with her still in his arms, he set her on the cook stool. “Where are your socks?”“On top.