Her nude body webbed in rope from breasts to feet, Tara sat in an office-chair strategically placed in the kitchen. Frantic to escape her plight despite the odds against her, Tara writhed in the chair, eyes wide above the shining red ball spreading her lips! First leaning forward until her chin almost touched her knees, then folding her legs until her bare feet were drawn up onto the chair, the unhappy wife struggled frantically until her nemesis appeared with menacing forms of liquid refreshment! But save your sympathy -- after all, wasn't it Tara's idea to send a very unusual Valentine? ... Show more