I know the board will take care of things, but you need to steer things. Push them.”Nancy grimaced. “I hate all that. They know what they’re doi...ng.”“Probably. But who knows what is happening?”Nancy said nothing.Alice tried another tack. “I’m meeting with the Vancouver Troubled Youth Committee tomorrow. Would you care to join me?”“Remind me who they are again?”“A group dedicated to improving the lives of our youth. Many live on the street. Terrible addictions. A lot of young women doing terrible. It looked as though this trail was the proverbial light at the end of the tunnel, I could see the sunlight on the other side. I was almost there.Suddenly I felt a hand clamp over my mouth and another on my arm, the grip is tight, I scream but it was muffled. I could feel myself being dragged back into the clearing; the light at the end of the tunnel was getting further away. I kick and struggle but it was fruitless, he was too strong. My feet dragged along the floor as with my remaining arm I. Very funny, baby, you can untie me now, she told him. The look on Chris’s face told her it wasn’t a joke. He smiled down at her and said, today it’s my turn to tell you what to do and for you to do it, remember? She watched as he rubbed his cock over her breasts, rubbing the head over her nipples until they were wet with precum. Her pussy ached more than she could ever remember and all she could do was lay there wishing for some relief. She watched her husband drag his cock down her torso, over. I toasted Jim and Sheila during the early part of the festivities because I knew I would have to leave for my flight at about eleven o'clock. I mingled afterwards and fidgeted as I kept an eye on the clock. Finally Jim walked up to me and said, "I know you're as anxious as any of us to meet this new group. I wish I could go with you but Sheila would have a fit."I grinned as I replied, "Besides, you've got to christen the honeymoon suite."He laughed and rolled his eyes said, "I don't know whose.