It was going to be a long, cold night. We were standing there in our damp swimsuits in a rapidly chilling house with nothing to wear. My mom said that...she would fetch something for Patty while my dad got clothes for me to wear.Now, thinking things could not get any worse, they did. My mom's suitcase also was wet leaving just some of my dad's clothes. Making the best of a bad situation, my dad passed out a couple pairs of jockey underwear and t- shirts for Patty and me. We were then told we were. I heard someone say "Jesus Bill did you get that? Fuck she is a dog lover if I ever seen one." I let go of Duke's legs and I heard Clark say "Watch this, he's going to be hung up in her, watch this. Here Duke, come here boy." Duke moved and pushed off of my back I felt his cock pop out and it felt like someone had just pulled out softball from inside my asshole. Clark said "fuck, I just knew he would be hung up in her and we would get a shot of her stuck like two dogs."Everyone laughed and I. Some fifty guests were to pass through her class daily. Then she was to take class number one for a run. It had come as something as a shock that the expression 'weekly run' applied to the guests - not her! She was to introduce her bare feet to the island's many sharp rocks each and every day, weekends included.This class was a mixed bunch. There was one lady of not more than three years her senior and two young men of less than thirty years. The rest were older, fatter and uglier that any. "Well actually, Dylan," said James. "We have your pics too, not just thegirls. If I go down, you do too. No question." Fuck," whispered Bobby.James continued. "We'll go to the library, we'll see what they want. We canbe reasonable, maybe they just want to see if we comply."No one really wanted to go, but no one really had any better ideas either.They decided to stay at Dylan's house for about an hour before heading intotown to meet their blackmailer. As they walked up to the storefront, it.