I step into the house and I am met with a front hall with a huge spiral staircase leading up to the second floor like something from a Newport mansion.... "Would you like a glass of wine?" Shay says as she walks by me toward the kitchen, lightly brushing my waist with her hand. "Yeah, that would be nice, but I am only nineteen," I say, still staring at everything like its made out of gold. "I won't tell anyone. I promise." She laughs and smiles at the both of us as I realize Tori is still holding. "Whores like you get what theydeserve."The nails are outrageous ... nearly an inch long and deep red.We head for the bedroom where I am instructed to sit in a chair placedin the middle of the room. My feet are bound to both of the chair's legsand my wrists secured by handcuffs underneath one of the arms. I'malready fairly helpless, but my mobility has yet to see its greatestrestraint. Needles are pushed through each earlobe, followed by largehoop earrings. Fishing line (where the hell did that. Time and again he caressed the edge of her pubic hair, sending erotic thrills throughout her body. As he continued up her body, the same close but not quite touching technique was used in the area close to her breasts. Again she repeatedly tensed and relaxed as he sexually teased her. When he reached her shoulders and throat, he leaned over and kissed her as he stroked her neck. Ashleigh responded hungrily to his kiss and reached up to hold him. Tom broke the kiss and instructed her to roll. He dropped a Jackson on the bar to join Oscar’s Benjamin and left.When Ben finally got home he saw Abby was still out; shit it was after 1:00 a.m. He made a cursory tour of the house they’d bought. What, her being a realtor and all, it was easy to get a good buy. The house they’d picked was in an older established neighborhood; actually now more a transitional community. The houses had all been built in the late 1950’s in what was then the outermost suburban ring. Since then the suburbs had.