"What do you mean?" Good choice," she smiled."I didn't choose!" I insisted. "And I didn't choose to be tied down."Her smile broadened and she turned t... Traci. "I certainly hope sixty drops are enough to teach the beast to stop talking," she said sweetly. Her tone hardened. "Bring me two pillows and that candle," she commanded.Traci had been waiting patiently at the foot of the bed ever since she had clipped in my ankles. She smiled at the thought of seeing me be the one getting punished, and. Connor – purple shirt. Thank God Mom and Andy didn't dress the boys identically.I lifted Noah up for my head and flew him down the hallway towards the kitchen. I set Noah down in the kitchen. "Hey Mom," I said in greeting. I picked Connor up and flew him around the table."Do you have anything to eat? I'm starved," I said to Mom. "I didn't have lunch." Sure. Soup is the in cupboard. Bread is in the bread drawer. Lunch meat is in the fridge," Mom said.I quickly assembled a sandwich while soup. Doris had told me that she hoped that Abbey’s appearance would drum up some extra business however I hadn’t met her so couldn’t comment.What excited me about the refurbishment was that an extension had been built at the back that now incorporated the toilet block which had also had a makeover but could now only be accessed via the café which would cut down on vandalism and undesirables. Lets be straight on this, Doris didn’t need the café and only had it as a hobby. When her husband died a few. Closing my eyes tightly, I wrestled with my monstrous libido for control, knowing that we wanted the same thing. To bend her over and pound the living daylights out of her tight little pussy until she screamed for mercy. Worst of all, she let her gaze wander up and down my muscled form as if reading my mind and, when they finally came to rest upon my chiseled face, I swear there was an open invitation within their dark blue depths. “Stay.” I commanded, my finger poised at her nose, forcing her.