Who was doing what, or whom. Griping about people who still had Thanksgiving decorations up, or had Christmas blowups in their front yard. Church fias...cos and neighborhood vendettas, she would sit there, drink her tea (or bourbon and coke if the sun had set) and fill me in. I didn’t care. It had been two weeks since the accident. I’d lost more than 10 pounds, and really just wanted to crawl in a hole and die. But Cathy wouldn’t let me. She made it her personal mission to cheer me up, get me to. This twelve foot long nylon cord drapes around your shoulders, behind your neck, down in front of you. The cords go around your back under your armpits and cross near your waist. Then I bring the cords in front then back between your thighs. Then I?ll tie your wrists together behind you. You?ll find this a very restrictive tie to escape from.?Tying her was such fun??..?Oh Jay honey, this is so exciting, I can?t get loose. Play with my breasts honey. Please Jay, and my clit Jay,. I can’t believe . My sex goddess was there completely naked. Before Icould regain my consiousness my penis started standing. It was like a pole.Shesmiled looking at it ad said “Oh, I got the answer.She holds my tool and asked me“May I help you? And hugged me now I was thrilled.I placed my hands onthose large boobs and smiled.She gave me a sexy smile and kissed on me lip. Westood like that for more than 5 minutes. We were licking each others mouth. Itwas more than a french kiss.Then she. She carried a bookin her hand that seemed pretty ragged.Marianne hated her. Hated, hated, hated her. Her face got even sourerthen usual as the brainless one approached."Oh haiiii. Merry, Merry, I've got some book problems and I need yourhelp." She leaned forward pressing her breasts against the informationkiosk."What is it now, Sandra?" Well I was studying for class and I spilled all my super-deluxe-milk-latte-with-freshly-ground-beans allll over this book here." She handedover the soggy mess.