Never in her life did she think a black man would excite her. No way. But, oddly she no longer tried to remove her hand. Instead, she became curious a...d her fingers began to grip the hardness bulging in his pants. The African griped her left shoulder harder.Strangely, Tia was also aroused by the shiny gold Rolex snugly on his left wrist. A beautiful watch in contrast to such a black arm. Tia had always had a fetish for gold jewelry ... especially bracelets or a gold Rolex.Tia had felt only two. Tricia was deep in her meditation. She hadn't moved in hours. She hadn't reacted to the arrival or presence of the two new boys, their instructions for guard duty, or to the flurry of activity that came when it became apparent that Joey was in the complex somewhere. She had simply stayed silent, concentrating and saving time. And now it was just the four of them left in this section of the warehouse; Tricia and Annie inside the metal mesh-link cage, and Brandon and Neal outside watching. Dupree talking again. “You can put your knickers and tights on again.” * Pippa wiped her eyes with her panties and then stepped into them carefully pulling them up over her raw bottom. She winced as she sat on the bed to roll her tights on. Mrs. Dupree still held the tawse. “Can I see your hands please?” Pippa obediently held out her hands with the palms facing up. Mrs. Dupree ran her fingers over the blisters realizing it would be too much to strap these delicate hands any more. “We will have. Sydney, Stacie's friend whom I had met at the birthday/engagement party, was a guest. Not that I minded. I'd only met Sydney once and then briefly. She proved a witty and personable guest. And it was obvious that Heather and Sydney had gotten to know each other during the time that Stacie and I had been on our honeymoon.I'm afraid that all of us had a bit too much to eat and far too much to drink, but we had a wonderful evening nonetheless. The slide show of the honeymoon was well-received,.