Then she leftthe room with me just standing there totally helpless. I was afraid tomove for fear of falling with this big boot trapping my feet toget...er.After awhile she came back in and stood in front of me arms crossed underher breast showing off her big beautiful breast for a woman her age andshe knew that always excited me. She sat in her recliner and picked up amagazine and began browsing through it completely ignoring me until."Lisa, get on your knees now."As I did and it wasn't easy in. ‘Oh, and bring your underwear back to me in a ball and hand them over, it will be so fuckin hot.’ I couldn’t believe I was doing this but my dick said yes and I followed. I felt ridiculous trying to silently pull my pants down in a public restroom, much less take off my underwear, although there was a part of me that felt a sense of adventure. I examined the panties, they were powder-blue thong briefs with laces around the rim and I noticed a special scent. Sniffing I realized that it was pussy. Again she cocked up one eyebrow and a half smile appeared on her lips; before she turned back to her trolley and started to push it away from him. Greg, now erect inside his pants, watched her as she pushed her trolley down the isle ? well, he watched part of her as she pushed her trolley down the isle.Reaching the end she had to turn and with her trolley now half full; her buttocks strained against the fabric of her pants, with the effort required to push the trolley round the corner whilst. The sound of a beeping heart monitor was the first thing Jason could sense, the next was the feel of bed sheets and the pillow beneath his head, and the last thing he sensed was the cold bite of the metal handcuffs around his right wrist. Opening his eyes, he looked around while trying to figure out the last thing he remembered. He was alone in a hospital room with his wrist handcuffed to the side of the bed and a heart monitor clip on his finger. The air smelled like gauze and cleaning.