Her head shifted, I could now see her green eyes slightly through her blond hair. She was smirking. I let my gaze fall lower, to her legs. I recall th...e conversation when she came to my room asking for scissors, when I inquired what for, she said she was going to shorten her skirt. 'You can get in trouble for that, you know.' 'Hehe, I know how to get out of trouble..' I didn't want to hear it, so I handed them to her after that. It shows, even from my vantage point I was getting a clear shot of. I yelp into my gag as my knees bang heavily on the floor, sniffling again as a tear runs down my cheek. Officer Wallace unclips the leash, and locks the front ring on a collar to a ring set into the wall. She walks away, leaving me there, chained, gagged, kneeling, sitting on my heels, facing the corner. I try to turn, but I wince as I'm jerked to a stop, the lock on my collar preventing me from pulling my head away from the wall, or allowing me to rise off my heels, locking me in position. . For his part–hungry as he was, too–Jimmy was still alot hungrier for his grandma’s pussy; watching her slipher sandals back on–reaching down to buckle the littlestraps around her ankles–then walk away with a shortrobe barely covering her shapely ass.Jimmy’s cock sprung quickly back to life. Thus, Jimmyfollowed her downstairs to the kitchen and came upbehind her even as she was melting some butter in askillet; although she knew he was right behind her, shewas. We ended up back in the living room and as we sat on the couch, we talked and joked about a lot of stuff, but as the conversation lulled, I asked if she wanted to go have a drink and maybe get something to eat. There was a nice little restaurant in a strip mall caddy corner from the grocery store, just down the street from her complex and when I suggested it she lit up saying, “Oh yea, I know where that is.” Smiling I said, “Okay, you wanta go?” Nodding, we both stood up and as we left and.