’We don’t want that, of course.’ Another few inches. Abby was forced to stand on the balls of her feet and she whimpered. ‘But then, we don�...t want this to be too easy.’ Damian held the end of the rope loosely in his hand. ‘Enough?’ he asked. Abby nodded frantically. Damian smiled and tied off the rope on a cleat on the wall. He approached Abby. ‘Rest assured that I don’t want to damage you.’ He ran his fingertips lightly down her arms and along her sides until they rested on her ass. His. .." she stammered which I knew very well by now to mean something like 'I didn't want to impose on a Hill Boy' or some similar crap.My eyes sought hers and locked in when she finally looked up. "We are friends, right? Friends help each other."The megawatt smile came back and in 10 minutes her report was finished, just in time for us to rush off to physics.Next day was Friday - the school district mercifully starts the school year on Wednesdays to give students and teachers a gentler start, and. ”Abby looked at me just as Melinda sucked a nipple into her mouth, “Eddie ... I’m not sure I can take this.”I didn’t know how close this lens would zoom, and still make a good picture, but I zoomed in so close to Melinda’s lips, I could see the small circle of Abby’s nipple sliding in and out as she sucked.I backed up and focused on her other nipple as it stood erect and pointy. Just before I snapped the picture, Abby told me, “Flip the Macro tab on the side, it will take a really clear closeup. A few days ago, I was sitting in the swing on the porch and a big black limo pulled up out front. An older man in a nice black suit got out of the back and walked right over to where I was sitting. I suddenly got this sinking feeling that this was not someone looking for directions.“Hello, are you Maggie? I am Robert Garrison. I was Mr. Bowden’s lawyer.”“Hi, Mr. Garrison, Maggie works but I prefer Maggie May. How did you know?”“Well, like I said I was Wayne’s attorney and he talked about you a.