Leave It
I heard a crash down in the basement, and ran to see what it was. #Bondage “Are you all right?” My sister had a friend over, and Daphne was on the floor in her underwear. “Yeah,” she sat up, and pulled her tights up. “Can you hand me my top?” My sister grabbed the shot glasses to distract me, while she put it back on. “We’re just playing drunk, but it’s just tea.” She held them up to smell, and I even drank one. They must have brewed it extra strong to look like whiskey, but Daphne stood up. Buttoning her top over her bra, she lifted the leaf on the side table, and bent over. Her tights were really tight, so I could see her panty lines. “I think I broke your table.” “Don’t …