I quickly nipped down stairs and had the last of the wine, it was nearly 7pm.I went back up stairs after a quick chat with my husband, I am sure he co...ld tell I was a little flustered but did not say anything.I was looking at the pictures I had been sent when I noticed in one that it looked like I was looking directly at a cock, I zoomed in, OMG I thought, I was, my head was not turned fully but you could see my eyes looking at a cock right beside me, I could not remember even looking at any. “No… well, yes but that’s a good thing and a fucking compliment!” she answered shaking her head. I watched as her head stopped moving and her eyes rose to mine; “Do… do you love her?” she asked tentatively.“No!” I shot back and then considered my reply, “Well, yes but like a sister… well, no, not like a sister” I gave Christy my own familiar hard stare that I used when she was irritating me. “I care for her very much, yes love like I love you but without the… irritation and yes, I fancy her but. He is an elusive prey, and he needs to be coaxed into the open. My bait? Well, She, of course.I run my fingernails down the swell of my breasts, around my areolas, and down the undersides to my tummy. My palms just barely graze the tips of my nipples. I let out a little gasp, then the sensation is gone. They travel further down, down past my belly button to my hips and then between them, my fingers entwining as they cross my mons. My left index finger travels in one straight line down my sex. The car suddenlylurched to the left and came to a dead halt, flinging me against theboot lid and filling my ears with the sound of tortured tyres on gravel.A door was opened."MMmMMPH!" I exclaimed, trying to tell the genie no. Please let me go.The boot lid was opened and I was able to make out the shadowy figure ofa man standing over my wretched, bound body. I was grabbed and liftedout, before being helped to stand. I looked around wildly, seeingnothing but some green, some grey and the red of.