I peed as carefully as I could; my newequipment wasn't so hard to handle as I'd feared. I did struggle againto fasten those straps; I nearly dunked on... in the toilet, which wouldhave sucked, but I averted disaster. When I left the stall, a manreminded me I should've used the ladies' bathroom. I laughed and thankedhim and tried to blow it off. Hadn't even occurred to me.I returned to our little area, and my giant was waiting for me, butStacy and shirtless dude had left."Where'd they go?" I. He removed his shoes his tie, he shrugged off his jacket and started toward the shower door with a smoldering in his eyes. She turned off the water with a sense of loss at the feeling the warm water sliding over her body gave her, with a sigh she opened the smoked glass door and he was there, standing there with a towel and a look of a man that had a hunger a hunger for her. He held out the towel for her and enveloped her in it, his arms went around her to provide even more warmth, she leaned. Heather made the introductions. “Jane, John,” she said, addressing us, “meet Stephen, James, and Valerie.”Heather had told us that she would be introducing us as Jane Doe and John Doe. She was telling her friends that we were both being blackmailed as a result of some unspecified really horrible thing we had done. If her friends knew we were there willingly, it would spoil everything, and her friends would be more willing to take advantage of us if they thought we were rotten people. Also, she. I took a short stroll in a small park that was right next to her hotel, just to publicly humiliate her a little. In the middle of the park, close to a pond, I stopped and took a seat on a bench. Dana obediently knelt down on the graveled walkway beside me.I leaned back and enjoyed the sun on my skin, feeling its warmth through my orange dress. The leather of my boots cracked a little as I folded my legs, smiling at the few pedestrians walking past. “Hey slut,” I said absently to her while I.