"I am guessing that is not Alex's car?" Samantha said with growing dread."No, it is not. It is Miss Josephine's." We've met."Greg turned to look at he...r over the back of the seat and she quickly reiterated the events of the morning to him."Trust her to be so, déclassé," he said with a little mirth. "But if anyone is capable of dealing with her, it is Alex and it sounds like he is getting tired of 'being polite.' Although it is about time." Yes, he was not very polite when he tossed her out that. “Anne, this is Shirley. What can I tell you?”“You are Shirley and you’re married?”“Correct. Jack and I were students at Georgia Tech and had met in a class he was teaching as a graduate assistant. We later found each other after the Day, became attached and his folks had a wedding service for us. We have our own house with a widow, Mary, and a teenager Jack and I found in Atlanta, Janice. Jack’s folks live a couple of miles away along with his uncles, aunts, and grandparents. My folks survived. "That means you don't have much to say about it." The hell I don't!"But Leanne was powerless to enforce her will. Rocky and Ward dragged her toward the door, ignoring her protests and seemingly undisturbed by her resistance. She jerked and struggled, then let her legs collapse. The two men looked down at her with pleased grins, and dragged her along by the hands."No fair!" she protested. "Goddamn it, I won't let you! Jim! Make them stop!" Hey, sugar! You're pretty good!" her husband exclaimed.. What a wild fuck it was. After a moment, Dee was removed from the bed and her legs were chained again. Leah examined my limp cock, pleased she worn me out. I was untied, permitted to dress and escorted to the door, I caught a final glance of Dee, bound and gagged, with Leah holding her leash. I'm sure there was more in store for Dee that night. Leah has given me more things to write about than imaginable. I have pictures and video tapes of her being bound while I do all sorts of things to her..