”“That is the way of things, Shaman John.”A minute later, he stopped in front of a hut with ornate symbols daubed on the exterior walls.“Leadi...g Shaman Primo? A visitor for you.”He stood back and waited for the Shaman to appear. When the man stepped outside, adjusting a large and ornate necklace of many rows of beads made from seeds, the guard declared, “Shaman John to meet Leading Shaman Primo.”Primo peered at John, leaning on his odd-looking contrivance and escorted by spear-toting females. No parking lot cameras and she got out late.PLAN C. A stroke of genius. The cops would probably pin it on some hapless homeless fuck. Hey, not my problem.There she hung, helpless, spread-eagled on a special metal pipe frame the boys made.Her arms were stretched out at 45 degrees above her head. Her legs were outat 45 degrees with her feet barely touching wooden blocks.The boys used chains to tie her at the leather cuffs. When she moved they jangled, adding to the excitement.I looked her over,. We got into my truck and slowly kissed we took our time building up our arousal feeling each other through uor clothing we were like 2 schoolk**s at the back of the bike sheds slowly we undressed each other exploring as we went,I sucked and teased her nipples and slowly worked my way down her body until my tongue parted her labia and I was able to taste her love juice, Oh Heaven she tasted wonderful and she moaned softly as my tongue probed her juicy pussy. I licked ,slurped and swallowed her. I didn’t. I said look you shower and I’ll pop down the bar text me when you’re out and ready, then we can swop...ok she said...shit wish she'd asked me to wash her back by golly I would have done more than that, she was very short but had an hour glass figure, a smile to die for, a great sense of humour and fabulous tits, oh yes shaved pussy too, told you we had very intimate chats, i even knew her fantasies.I went down and drunk a Guinness in the bar then bleep my text went...ready hun... Ok i.