She was certainly Swedish.We took off and walked the 500 meters to my house. My parents had gone to Finland for the weekend, so we entered the livingr...oom. I lay down in the sofa, but she sisn´t follow. Instead she started to undress in front of me. Her glamorous body appeared right in front of my eyes. She stripped down the her bra and g-string. Then she kneeled in front of me."Can I unzip your pants now?" she asked. I just nodded. Incredible, I thought.She dragged my pants off in a split. . there! Now yousit there, and if you are a good slave, maybe I won't throw lye in thetub! Ta-ta!"I heard the door shut. Alone in the bathroom, I tugged at my bondage. Nouse. I couldn't get my fingers inside my shirt to loosen my tie, or getthem outside my coat to loosen the belt. I was stuck. I shifteduncomfortably. Boy, that water was getting warm! I felt it flow justunder my chin and gurgle out the overflow drain behind my head. How muchtime had passed? I moved again. The water was making my. Aunt Paula, who was visiting for the weekend,took notice of her niece's frustration."What's the matter, Sara?" Oh Auntie, we work so hard to help our team win, but those boys justwon't... or can't... oh, what a bunch of LOSERS! The quarterback takesa snap and WHAM! He's flat on his back because Billy Watson can't blocksome guy that's half his size. Defensively, they're even worse!" Is their next game out of town?" asked Paula."Yes." replied Sara, "They're playing in Dry Gulch. The. She rubbed Britney’s back and kissed her hair.“It isn’t fair. It just isn’t fair!” Britney repeated. “Now you guys know why I’m known as such a bitch. It’s because my brother should be alive and not me.”“I never knew,” Abby said, shaking her head and looking concerned at Brad.“Britney, you can’t go through life punishing yourself and others because your brother is gone and you’re not. Maybe you are supposed to be here for a reason,” Brad explained, trying to comfort her.He turned his back to.