As I hid behind the couch I couldn't help but think about the look in her eyes as I was playing with her pussy. I only wondered if she had completely regained her consciousness and knew what she was doing or what was being done to her. If I was any judge of character at all I believed she liked what was happening when I was touching her. Actually I thought I even felt her push toward my hand.

All these thoughts were going through my head as I watched to see if Frank was going to wake up or not. I can't imagine why he chose now to rest when there was such a lovely woman waiting to be used as he saw fit. Maybe he was ill and I should call 911 for him but then how would I explain Sbbe tied the way she was?