Tony to was starting to feel very odd.Carol now started to talk softly to her son she was also unaware that her hands were now roaming all over his ba...k.She was giving him a massage but unaware of what she was doing.Tony tried his best not to moan out in pleasure.But her hands felt really good on his skin.When he did let out a soft moan of pleasure Carol now realised what she was doing to him.However, She did not stop she just smiled to herself and sat on his bum.She now put her hands on his. ” As a small devilish smirk crossed his face I knew I had sealed my fate, I was at his mercy… He leaned down to kiss me softly, and whispered against my mouth, “Then raise your hands above your head and close your eyes.” I complied with his request. He leaned over to the dresser by the side of the bed and reached into the top drawer and pulled out two sets of handcuffs and a blindfold. I lay there in anticipation as he then bound my hands to the bed, cuffing each wrist to one post on each. "You have the advantage of me, madam," he said. "I don't—" Amanda Meiersdottir, Colonel," she interrupted. "Sociologist." Ah," he said with a slight bow. "Sociologist extraordinaire, I believe." Sociologist," she said firmly, but returned a mock curtsy. "I followed you to see if I might buy you a drink." By which you mean, to resume our brief discourse early in the session and interrogate me for further information," he said."That would be a topic of conversation," she replied calmly."Then I. Failure to do so will result in an additional charge."Fair enough," he muttered. His watch showed 23 hrs, 51 min. There was a sign next to the door at the end of the hall giving the address of the building.I know this building, he thought. It was an old boarding house in the town where he'd grown up. There had always been strange things said about it, that derelicts and crazy people had lived there. Most of those were just stories, but now he wondered how much of a basis in reality those.