About half an hour I guesses passed when he came back, stopped the tens unit, undid the spreader-bar and cuffs and took the collar-chain off the wall,...dragging me with him then. Each step I made I would feel the tightness of the taped body, feel the sweat rinsing down my body. We went outside where obviously others were waiting already, I was led to a motorbike and helped step on it - not the easiest task with the taped, layered body of mine. One sitting on it my hands were locked to the back. Megan's eyes were wide and she giggled as she kissed Stacy back. She nervously glanced at Sarah from the corner of her eye. "It's OK, sweetie," Sarah exhaled a plume of smoke over head. "Anything that happens in this house is our little secret. Go ahead and relax." "She means get naked." Stacy pulled her friend's shirt up over her head in one swift motion. Megan was wearing a red bra and her torso was creamy and white. A few dark freckles spotted her chest and her tummy. Her fingers. . sex in the concourse ladies room...” her radio sputtered. “ ... one has a dick...”Kay sighed.“Welcome to my world,” she said, turning and looking directly at the lovely girl.“You’re welcome to mine,” Gina said. “It will be so much better with you in it.”“Kay, you rock, girl,” Kay turned and looked over her shoulder to see Stacy Childers, similarly clad in an extremely inappropriate Hawaiian skirt and sandals. Behind her, her mother, Alyssa, was dragging four huge bags behind her and a. He had asked her a few times if he could do it and she always turned him down. He had always thought that maybe she felt a bit squeamish about being naked like that; some women didn’t like it but from the sound of it now she had wanted it done and she wanted Bradley to do it for her. Not him, her husband, but another man. A man she hardly knew.He pictured her lying there, nightie pushed right back, lying on a towel on top of the bed with legs wide apart as Bradley went to work on her. He had.