She was married, her husband traveled a lot, and they had come to some basic agreements about their relationship. But she had never dreamed she could...be kidnapped in Boston, tortured and then held captive as a sex object. She began to sob softly again. Her kidnapper was a terrible maniac and she was so afraid. Jamie didn’t know how or when, but she must have fallen asleep again because she suddenly awoke, sensing a presence standing next to her. Startled, she looked up and saw the. .. nine or ten years ago and have lived here since."I didn't want to ask the question that burned on my lips. I knew the answer and would have been deeply disappointed if she had lied."So. What have you been up to since I saw you last?" Oh, a little of this and a little of that, you know." Wife? Girlfriend?" She asked as if she didn't know, but I didn't let her know that I knew that she knew."No. Neither. Never seemed to meet anyone that could be special. How about you?" No, me neither. It's. "He muttered something in Spanish and headed off.I looked at the twins. They were angelic. If they had halos and wings, they could have been in any renaissance painting you want to name."When was the last time you showered?" I asked them. They looked at each other, then shrugged. After pouring their whole story out to me in the car, they'd both been pretty quiet. "Ok. Upstairs. First door to the left. Leave your dirty clothes outside the door. Somebody will bring you a pair of robes or. "That darling is a kind of compliment especially after what you have been through tonight." She said.She moaned as I kissed her nipples, wriggling slightly and lifting her back off the bed, pushing them towards my waiting mouth. After a while I gradually moved towards her legs, kissing her legs, her ankles and putting each one of her toes in my mouth, gently almost fondly licking them. Then Angie started to lick my cock, wrapping her lips around my tip, she started to work her mouth up and down.