” She cried in relief. I studied her bonds. Her ankles were each secured with black cable ties and a third held both of them together. A thin but st...rdy rope was threaded through the third cable tie and ran to the foot of the bed, in the center where it was tied off, forcing her legs to be pulled straight. I circled the bed to the end, to see how her arms were bound above her head. Her head was resting on her upper arms which were bound together tightly with cable ties. It cut into the sleeve. He looked at the power monitor, lifted the automatic logging sheet."Here's the problem, Red, power hit must've gotten by the filters." Hmmm, probably right." Happens, ya know."They went back to reading newspapers.Bob's picture remained imposed in black and white on the roll of paper with all the scan data. As the paper rolled along for other scan jobs, it folded neatly into a box by the machinery.Bob's relief was immense as the aircraft settled into the clouds. Certainly they wouldn't let the. "And..." He was an engineer, a northerner though" A damn Yankee," I laughed."Yes. Tall and blond, distinguished, about fifty... he said he was married though..." Aren't they all?"Later when I learned the truth I asked Chris if she'd made up the story on the fly or whether she had spent months practicing it — but she'd never answer. "And?" I demanded, now totally caught up in her tale."We made love. For three days," she giggled with sparkling eyes."And..." He was beeeeg," she gloated, making me. And then there was a power shutdown. Completely dark, the backup generator wasn’t starting either. She felt his hand on her ass. He was squeezing them gently, feeling her ass as much as he could.His fingers traced her panties and pinched her butt. Rubbing her ass crack, he grinned. In a fraction of a second, she grabbed his crotch in the darkness. He was getting hard inside his pants, and she felt a warmth she wanted in her mouth.“If you touch me, I get to touch you,” She whispered“Better make.