No Black Friday shopping for them. This was so much better. Chapter 6 The next week, Kyle and his crew made a lot of progress in finishing the new bedroom and bath. New floors anal were installed, since the room was painted. Tiling was going in the bath area. By the end of the week, trim work began, which to Kyle, was the end part of the project. Bella decided it was time for a new bedroom suit, and ordered it. It would be there in ten days. She wanted something new, so the old wouldn’t remind her of the past life. That next Saturday, Bella, Kate and her friend, Liz were going Christmas shopping. It was the first time that Kyle had met the young woman that Kate cared deeply about. She stood about 5’ 7, weighed about 140, not fat, but big boned, but wore it well. C cup breasts, and a lovely ass, in Kyle’s mind, and great, muscular legs and had a deep tan, like many blonds have. Her blond hair hung down to the middle of her back, and today, had it in a indian ponytail. After introductions were made, with Kyle expressing to Liz to call him Kyle, and not Mr. Weber, Bella and Kate gave him a kiss and off they went. In the car, Liz said how hot Kyle looked and told Bella, or as Liz called her, Mrs. K, that she was a lucky woman. Sami couldn’t stop laughing at my utter lack of coordination. She didn’t answer but he quickly restrained her wrists to two Velcro straps hanging from the upper bar and two others secured her ankles about shoulder width apart. You can draw me and have your art become famous, recognised globally…” she paused for a moment, she’d gone this far, she might as well tell it how it was, “ and you’ll keep me relaxed and happy, you’ll suck my dick when I tell you to and ride me with that thick pale ass of yours whenever I want, and be happy to do so. David smiled internally knowing she was so into it that she had been in the box for who knows how long waiting for him. Rather than moving, Chloe simply lied back down indian on my chest and became still, seeming to fall back to sleep with me inside her. "How are you?" Abby was his sister’s age. April spoke up, “Well, it’s going to be awhile until you need to pee again, so we’ll have to come up with something to kill the time. Where the live-end touches a body, the contact produces a searing electrical discharge inflicting immense suffering on the victim, but there is not the least actual physical harm. It was insane. Preethi was 47, married and her best friend. The longer I teased her, the more anal she reacted, with the deprivation itself giving her pleasure.