" How long have you lived here, Brenda?" I asked."Oh heavens. Forty years. Met my husband in college. His parents owned the farm and shortly after we ...ere married, they died in a car accident. We came here, Matt took over the farm and stayed, raising three daughters. Matt passed from cancer six years ago. The oldest, Shannon, also died in a car accident about two years ago. Cynthia and Janice both live in Wichita, married, no children, but close enough to visit. I worked as a clinical. His right wrist followed.“Now, you have been a bad girl today. I have to make sure you will behave tonight when the guests are here.” I said while tying his wrists together with the apron strings.I lifted up the skirts of his maid’s uniform.“Guests?!” He anxiously asked.“Of course dear. Some of my friends are coming over.” My hands found his panties.“I… I don’t know Deborah.” I could feel him pulling slightly on his bound arms to check if he could move. I knew he couldn’t get out of it and so. Handing me my, designated, glass she holds hers up in a solute. Bottoms up! Our first drinks go down slow, as we acclimate to the taste. The following glasses, however, become easier and easier. Soon we are both flushed and buzzed. The carefree feeling from the alcohol is welcoming to us both.We attempted to watch our favorite sitcoms, but became caught up in conversation instead. We began to connect in even more ways, something I wasn't aware that two people who'd been living together could.. Billy explained the problem. "Well," the lawyer smiled, I do know how to check that out in a hurry. Lend me your phone.When Billy handed it to him Hartman punched in the number of the Beverley Hills Police Department. "Captain Martha, please," he said. He waited and then said, "Arthur, this is your favorite lawyer. Did you hear anything about the police securing Amanda Lust's home up in Benedict Canyon?" He listened."Would you do me a favor and send a half dozen or so of your finest to Amanda's.