I nearly shrieked when I saw my hair. I must have gone to sleep with it wet because it looked like a flock of gulls had been nesting in it. With all t...e wine last night, I didn't remember clearly but the evidence spoke for itself.There was a light knock at the door. "Are you decent?" Ted asked."No," I squealed as I bolted for the bathroom. "Give me a few minutes!" I slammed the bathroom door and locked it. There was no way I was letting him see me with my hair like this. No way in hell.I. “OK, that doesn’t make sense. It makes me feel things I don’t feel otherwise, and I like that a lot.” He laughs. “It makes me hard, too.”“No kidding, Julia!” I don’t laugh at him, not really. I laugh at the whole idea. My panties aren’t skimpy but they don’t conceal much. They certainly don’t conceal a generous erection. “So, what happened with Mel?”“Like it wasn’t really a ‘date,’ you know, just two guys out to see a movie. Except I know Mel is interested in guys. I mean, he likes girls, too,. ” I whispered. My sister hung from the ceiling by a pair of silver handcuffs strung over a large hook screwed into the concrete. A thin streak of dried blood ran from the corner of her mouth. Her toes were about an inch from the ground and she seemed either asleep or unconscious, her naked body hanging limply. Sasha reached out and ran a hand up my sister’s hard stomach, between her large breasts and caressed her face. She said something in what I was now assuming was Russian in my. Despite the loud rain on the window, we heard voices downstairs.“Oh, shit,” she cried out, sitting up with a sudden jerk.“It’s all right,” I said, getting my jacket.She hurried to the door and peeked out, her legs crossed at the ankles. I grinned at her cute ass.“Mom and dad?” I asked.“Oh, fuck,” she replied.“Easy, baby.” I gestured towards the window. “I’ll get out through there.”She laughed at me. “You’re gonna climb down?” She continued laughing.I shrugged. “You never had some horny boy.