I mean I've been scared before; several times in fact. Like when Brad and his goons ambushed me outside the mall. Skinny little freshman me against th...ree football players, hell yes I was scared. Even before that, when I confronted Brad in the locker room because he was talking shit about Angela. If our star running back, Pat Nesky, hadn't been there I probably would have gotten my ass kicked. Both of those paled in comparison to waking up in the hospital after the fight knowing that I had been. I crouched before him and reached out to pet him. But before I could, the phone rang once again. Do you think youll be all right here? she asked. I scratched the German Shepherd behind the ears and he immediately dropped to the ground and rolled onto his back. Ill be fine, I assured as I started stretching his belly. The woman gave me a quick smile before hurrying off to answer the phone. I was only left alone for a few seconds before another powerful fantasy started growing within me. Mere. I drew a black leather collar and leash and a pair of handcuffs from the bottom drawer and turned back to the girls. Emily was returning Jen's favor and slamming her dildo into Jen's ass with a strength and speed that surprised me. I took Emily's strap on away and gave the collar, leash, and cuffs to Jen then I went to the shelf and took down my video camera and a digital camera. I set the video camera on a tripod and carried it and the digital up to my bedroom as the girls uncertainly. She was tired, but reading her book wasn’t really helping her to relax. She looked around the room and noticed how flimsy and thin the single net curtain was which covered the sliding door out onto the patio and made a mental note to replace it before she flew back home in two weeks. She thought of Rob stuck in England because of some big conference he was involved in next week, then her thoughts drifted to their ten-year marriage and the nineteen years difference in their ages, their.