Her legs were crossed, no nylons of any kind and her pumps were dropped at her feet as she wiggled her fire engine red toes in my direction as if she ...new my spoon dropping was intentional. I surfaced from my mission with a slight smile which apparently was the signal she needed to get started. I came from working at home so my attire was a polo shirt and shorts. She started with a couple of subtle brushes with her toes against my hairy legs. Those feet are so soft. She then downs her fourth. Lastly I strained and fixed my hair, finally taking a moment to check myself out in the mirror. I looked good, once again had you not known who I was, you would have never guessed I wasn't a woman. I paused at the door, the moment of truth finally here, took a deep breath and passed through.I took slow, deliberate strides down the hall towards the living room, pausing only slightly at the door to compose myself before stepping in. Samson jumped up immediately, if eyes can pop out of a dogs. Chapter 2 ?We don?t want to disturb the neighbours,Janet? he said soothingly, lifting her skirt and unbuckling the crotch strap.The vibrator fell out onto the floor, and he carefully eased the butt plug awayfrom it?s cosy spot. She was a mess, dazed and disorientated. Her arms were aslimp as a rag doll. He helped her up and took her into the bathroom. Afterwards she was tied to a chair in the kitchen, stillnaked. The gag came off, and was replaced by a large rubber ball, held in placeby a few. When his name was called, Sanders and his lawyer stood up. ‘Dennis Milligan, appearing for Mr. Sanders,’ the lawyer said. Judge Hawkins, a sober, gray-haired bear of a man, read the information on the charges into the record, then he glowered down from the bench at Ben. ‘Mr. Milligan, what plea does your client wish to enter on the charges I just read?’ the judge growled. ‘Your honor, I believe the prosecuting attorney’s office and I have come to an agreement on disposition of this case,’.