"I don't care what time you come to bed but you need to be up and ready to work at 8AM vacation is over." I said shortly."What do you want me to do," ...she said."It's almost noon. I want you to get out of that bed, take a shower and get your butt ready to work. Osborn I like you but I will have no qualms about firing you, if you prove to be of no use to me. You do not hold a passenger ticket on this train." I said."Whatever," she said.That is when I started to fume. "What the fuck is wrong with. I was surprised when I shot a load of cum as my wife fucked me. What really got me was my wife and Carol left me on the bed all tied up as they headed to a gay bar. I knew Carol was bi-sexual, but my wife!!! What the fuck. Well I laid there for about an hour but there was no use in trying to free myself. Both of my arms were tied to the headboard and my feet were securely bound to the footboard, the ropes were so tight I just couldn’t move to get free. Suddenly, I heard a door open and a gust. Their principal's reference to the teenagers as children only proved something the boys had long suspected about the grey-haired head of the school. He was insincere, and pompous, unfit to be the head of Scotsdale School. What was more, no one had called either of them a "brat" since their father's former wife, 'old Carolyn', and they knew what they'd done to her! She was the ex-Mrs. Larsen before the marriage was two months old, but not before she had endured the most stringent of tribulations. When Baron answered, Michael explained his reason for calling, “Silk and I were talking over everything and she brought up your promise to punish me.”“Ah trying to get out of it are we Michael,” Baron laughed.“No Sir, actually I was calling to remind you of it. What I did was wrong and I deserve whatever you have in mind. I was only calling to tell you that Silk is just sick over the idea,” Michael explained.Baron thought on this and then said, “So what are you saying here Michael? Do you want.