I’ve been dying to see your titties!”“Hear that Sally? He wasn’t concerned at all about us saving passion as much as he wanted to see your lov...elies!”“Well, I can’t say I’m hurt in any way. I admit I’ve been dying to show them!” Sally laughed.“Here, let me help you with your jacket, Sal,” Tom said reaching to grab her jacket.“I can take that for you, sir,” interrupted the brunette maid with the long legs and even longer tongue. “I’ll be your maid for your stay. You can call me, wench. Dirty. ”“Noooo ... he destroyed the entire city?” Kal asked in barely above a whisper.“He did, though no one knows quite how since there were no survivors. When he returned to his tower he locked himself inside and didn’t come out for a full year. When he finally emerged, he was a broken and frail man unable to forgive himself for the death of his city or his creations but mostly he couldn’t forgive himself for all of the innocent lives in Montar taken by his own hand.”He spent a week preparing for. She must be able to feel it well as I hear a whimper, it’s faint but it’s there. I pull her hips forward and off the table slightly, and allow gravity to do the rest as she slides, landing almost perfectly onto her knees. I repeat the process with another tie to her other wrist. Securing it to the table leg in the same fashion.I take step back and use the moment to observe her. Arms suspended and wrists bound to the upper joints of the legs. Her head hung slightly against the edge while dark. She was wearing a white see thru blouse and a navy bra could be seen though it, she must be a 34C and had on a pair of old jeans with holes in the knees. She was about 5'7" and had long blonde hair, I wondered if she was a natural blonde unlike Sally. I checked out the problem she was having with the plumbing of her washing machine and told her I would need to buy some parts, and that I could come around the next evening and fix it. She said this would be okay, but she was going to her.