"Neither have I." I didn't think you had," I assured her quickly.She gave my arm a squeeze. "I know. That's one of the things I like about you." But n...ow, everyone else is going to think..."She shrugged again. "Let 'em." Then she looked up at me, that impish smile on her face again. "We could prove 'em right, you know."Before I could react, she squeezed my arm again, and then let me go and walked away, her pony tail flipping pertly, counter to the sway of her hips while I gaped after her. I. It’s my turn now. I walk over and take you to the bed. I put you face down on the comforter and pull the straps out from under the bed. I quickly tie you up as John watches his limp cock come to life when he sees how you’re going to be positioned. I tie you on your hands and knees but the twist is that I pull your hands back between your spread knees. Now you are balanced on your shoulder with your ass and pussy sticking straight into the air and you can’t do one thing to defend yourself. I got up from bed and said see, that’s what I’m talking about. Helen got and came over and shoved me some. We got into a fight, some slapping and hair pulling. I ripped Helen’s nightgown off, it was an old long shirt. Helen sat down and started crying. She told me that was dad’s shirt I just ripped. I had no clue. I just wanted to know why she was mad at me. Helen told me, she was confuse. When she goes over at Sandy’s house, they would make out and have oral sex. That’s why she is fucking Mac,. I said no but I wanted tosay yes. The next night I went over to her house and had a nice dinner. Her mom wasvery pretty too, but had a few extra pounds. I was wasn't interested in mother.We had a nice dinner and I got allot of questions thrown my way. I continuedto duck the family and wealth question, although did admit to being wealthy.At the end of the evening her mother took me aside and asked what my intentionswere. I told her my intentions were only friendly. Then I asked her what.