Emma stared at it in disbelief. It had about a dozen long, thin leather tails, each ending in a thick knot. She strained uselessly at the bonds that h...eld her suspended in midair. Perspiration streamed down her body, so open, so exposed, and so vulnerable. She braced herself against the inevitable pain. Clyde aimed the first stroke right across Emma’s breasts. Most of the leather strips found their way directly to her flesh, the knots at their ends stinging her violently, but some tangled with. My breath continued to go deeper……i could hear my own heart pounding…….. his hand moved in front to feel my stomach and searched for navel……..i loved the touch……. my every cell of body was aching with pleasure…….it was very difficult to control myself……..i was getting wet……. his fingers again moved up to my 32 size sexy firm juicy tits…….after encircling my breast……his fingers moved in closer and closer towards my hard nipple with each circle……. finally I felt him over my right nipple…… it made. Dad died years ago. I visited her every other day after work.We often ate dinner together and talked. After this one she brought out an obviously old envelope with a three cent postage stamp on it."Read this," is all she said as she handed it to me. I opened it carefully and read:My Dear Lucy,If you are reading this, I will not be coming back home. My sister had instructions to mail it if she was informed I was killed in combat.I can never forget the time I stayed at your home. I can never. Suggestive, yes. Enough to make an arrest, or even name suspects-no.We called in the doctor who had attended Mrs. Jennings."Doctor, what would you say caused the trauma to Mrs. Jennings?" She's been beaten with blunt instruments. I'd say a pipe. And then pummeled about the chest and extremities. If I were to make a guess, I'd say someone beat her with a pipe, or bat or big stick. Then when she was down, she was kicked-breaking bones. The damage to her skeletal structure is not consistent with.