Her grandmother had given her a pile of leftover tights from the little shop she used to run. Those tights were thicker and enormous which explained w...y they hadn’t sold. Sarah had found them ideal as bags. Sarah emptied out some of pairs of tights. The two of them stuffed my legs in one leg of the tights. They tied another pair around my waist and then used the ends to tie my hands to my waist. They stuffed my head and torso in the second leg of the first pair of tights. I was still struggling. He introduced himself, "Tony"and sat on the chair where he would have the best view of Joan. Tony was in his mid forties, with an athletic build, very well dressed and self confident without being arrogant. He wore a conservative business suit and his tie and shoes appeared to be expensive. Joan did several of her Sharon Stone leg crossings. Each time the skirt went further up. Tony said to me, "You have very beautiful and tempting wife." Joan piped in, "Am I tempting you?" I said, "Joan loves. The mother's in the other exam room. She's not as bad as the daughter but we need to patch her up a bit. She'll probably bail him out and he'll be beating her again in a week. Anyway, Sara can go home with you guys. Her mother insisted on taking her back home after she got out but she backed off real quick when I suggested we get Social Services involved." Thanks, Henry. It's funny how parents are so afraid of the group that's supposed to help them." Yeah, right. Some people shouldn't have. I felt Little Bob waking up with the "I smell pussy" attitude he gets most of the time. I chatted away about school and classes -- and she got closer.We moved aside so the others could pass. When she was about five feet away she shifted her look upwards and locked onto Bob's eyes. She licked her lips slowly, winked at him and gave her hips a few extra twitches as she walked by.Bob didn't know what to do. Damn males and their little heads! We stopped, wheeled around and watched her walk.