Lorelei finally pulled her eyes from Curt and investigated the rest of the band. The lead guitarist was quite tall and lanky, with his thin gangly lef...t arm traveling the length of the guitar neck. He was almost clownish up there. ‘That must be Joe,’ Lorelei mused, recalling the band member names Curt had mentioned so many times before in conversation. Joe flailed comically as he executed a shrill but tasteful guitar solo while the band vamped. She then moved to the drummer, who sat atop a low. “I’m sorry, Beth.I hope we can still be friends.”“Of course,” Beth answered, but it put a damper on thestudy session and chilled their relationship. Althoughshe stopped asking Beth to do things together, Bethstill caught Christie staring at her in class.Christie’s look did not suggest platonic friendship,either.About three weeks after the library incident, ProfessorMoss surprised Beth at the end of class by inviting herto a small dinner party the following. Then with a length of rope passed under her arms, around her breasts and across her back I drew her arms upward so that her wrists were now crossed and fastened in the small of her back between her shoulder blades. Firmly but gently I placed her at the foot of the bed and proceeded to tie her legs at ankles, above and below the knees and around her thighs. Since she still had both of the devilish vibrators I had earlier inserted inside of her, I now took the time to turn them on full power.. At first he'd thought maybe it was because he hadn't had his ass plowed with a big dick in a long time, so last night, after his nephew was asleep, he'd gone over to John's house and gotten his butt royally fucked with eleven inches of fat prick. He'd even blown a wad himself at the same time his gut was being filled with cum. He'd told John what a great fuck it was, but he was lying. He still felt nervous and angry and horny.This morning he'd decided to try something else—David Johnson, the.