The conversation flowed freely enough, and the miles passed pretty quickly. Despite the ease of our conversation however, there was an underlying tens...ion that was almost tangible. The atmosphere inside the car pulsed with a furtive sexual energy and a silent rhythm that matched the pulsing between my legs.We’d been driving for about 2 hours and I suggested we stop for a coffee.It was gone midnight and I felt a caffeine kick would be a good idea. There was still a fair way to go and I always. Inside the box Scooter was able to stand uncomfortable with his stark naked skinny body. On the floor was Rick's sister; Sadie. The lithe blonde girl was bound with manacles, arms behind her back ankles tied together her mouth forced into a continuous yawn; a leather ball gag tied around her head. Each bondage restraint was held by a 6 digit barrel padlock.Her eyes were wild in panic and embarrassment, her body so elegant and slim, totally naked apart from leather restraints; curled on the. ‘Now just hang on,’ protested Maria, ‘sometimes cutting a long story short just won’t do, I want details, go back to the moment you decided to ring Joe, and don’t leave anything out.’ ‘Oh alright,’ and Susan spent the next twenty minutes doing as she had been asked. ‘Mmm,’ pondered Maria for a few moments, ‘it seems to me that this visit might have changed things between you and Joe: would that be right?’ Susan thought for a moment filled her glass again, and then nodded her assent, ‘I think it. I did see Margo in her cap and gown but my son wasn’t with her. Had they broken up? Seeing her brought back memories of their visit at Thanksgiving. Over the years since Jason left for school, we’d kept in contact by phone, email and texting. He’d sent me pictures of the different girls he was ‘dating’ at school (Diane, Josie, Beth and a couple others) but Margo was the first he brought home.***They had flown from Portland, Oregon to Sacramento to see her parents and family on Thanksgiving.