’ He sighed, swallowing hard, he could see the tears shining in her eyes. It was time to fess up, this wasn’t fair. ‘I’m sorry, Janey. You’r... right.’ He walked around her quickly as the shock held her in place. She simply stared at the wall, had she heard him right, was he still just walking away? She took deep breaths, trying to force back the tears. The opening and closing of the front doors left her with no option but to let her legs fall out from beneath her and let the tears roll down her. Chelsea was now sitting up on the table with her shirt unbuttoned. Jon was caught off-guard by the cleavage that stared back at him. “Chelsea… what…” This was all Jon could mutter before Chelsea continued to unbutton her top. Apparently she had quite the kink for this kind of stuff. She had never made a move on Jon before. Jon had no idea what to do other than watch as Chelsea’s top and bra dropped to the ground. Two large breasts stared him right in the face. They were much more beautiful than. He and his wife Connie were great friends of Al's father. The Richland family was wealthy but unfortunate. Their only daughter Sharon Richland had married James Allen, Mr. and Mrs. Allen were killed in an auto accident. Their son Peter Allen was eleven at the time. As he grew, he developed a drug problem and the associated run-ins with the law in a state with extremely harsh drug laws. At some point, Peter skipped for points south.Steve Richland died first, his estate passed to his wife Sara,. ?Good boy. That was anothertest. I need to know I?m safe to do whatever I like to you. Put this on.?She thrust a black, velvetblindfold into my hands.I nervously held it to myeyes and felt her knotting the ties tight behind my head. Then I felt her snapsome serious steel handcuffs round my wrists.?Lie down, Sam, on thefloor, face up.?She steadied my shoulderwhile I knelt and then lay down.Moments later, I sensed herpoised above me, felt the swish of her gown.?Your last test, Sam.?I smelt her.