Maybe I should tell you a little about myself before we go any further. My name is Chad, and I'm a contractor and no, I'm not one of those that build ...a thousand homes a year. I'm a one man show, for now anyway, and I've only been in business a little over a year. When I was laid off from one of those thousand house companies and couldn't find another job, and being single, I figured what the hell, I've got all the tools and a truck, why not try. Things were slow starting but are getting better. As we got out of Barry’s car, we could see a group of children playing in the rear garden, being watched over by a woman of about forty-five. She smiled at us and gestured towards the house. Barry made off towards the front door and rang the bell. ‘Do you think that’s her?’ Marie-Lise asked me. Looking at the woman in the rear garden. ‘Doesn’t look the secret agent part to me. More like a younger Miss Marple,’ I replied. ‘Well, Miss Marple is a brilliant detective…. Christ, its Mrs Peel!’. My uncircumcised 2 inch penis caught my eye. Hair was growing all over it. Felt... weird. I put on all my clothes and was about to clean my ears when my Mom called me. I entered my parents dark bedroom to see my Mom on her bed, on her back, nude but her big blanket covering was covering her body, like always. I have always wanted to peek over her blanket, and see her female body."What's up?" I asked my Mom hoping not to act weird around her.My Mom looked surprised to see me, "Oh, I was just. This forced her to bend forwards, and even then it was a most painful position as the shoulder joints were bent unnaturally and were taking a good deal of her weight. One of her feet was shackled to the ground and the other foot was casually kicked until it reached another shackle where it too was fastened. In this position, bent at the waist, breasts hanging below her torso, rump in the air, legs apart, with her most intimate parts open and freely available, she was left hanging.For two hours.