.. with a little thousand island dressing on the side?"Susan laughed and returned the look into his eyes. "I go better with honey mustard."Smirking la...ughed and said, "Sounds good. Maybe, I'll sample that someday. But today, I guess I'll settle for a Rueben sandwich and beer." I'll keep the honey mustard waiting!" Susan said in a suggestive tone. She left to put in his order.When she came back with his beer she asked, "So whatcha been up to today, Big Tipper?" I finally found a place to live and. I wrote a poem how I would say things and then tried to translate it into symbolic poetry" I explained to her. "Here, read them both and see what you think."I handed them to her and watched as she read the two versions. I saw her wince once reading the second one so I knew it needed help a lot of help."Well Sweetie, I give you an A for effort but a D for the final result. I think I can help though if you want?" she asked."Please Honey, I would so appreciate it. But we have to make it still. A short chain linked to another bracelet which was wrapped around the bed post. Suddenly my dim wits sharpened cuffs. Were the fuck did they come from I swung my head around and pulled on the other arm. Fuck another set, I was securely held to the bed. I was going nowhere fast if at all. My legs felt free so kicked at the bed covers. My suspicions were correct my legs were free. My constant kicking finally dislodged the covers the corner of which sent a glass of water falling to the ground with. Jane’s pubic hair was now short hair rather than stubble, forming a perfect triangle; she was positioned so that her open legs pointed right toward Ella’s husband.Ella leaned back against the wall and beckoned for Marie to approach, then pushed her down onto her knees. Pulling her dress down to expose her breasts, Ella leaned forward slightly. Marie needed no encouragement – she had been in the mood for hours with no action – and started eagerly suckling Ella’s pert, mouthful-sized tits. Ella.