The cave was cold and drafty, the shackles on my wrists were biting deep into my skin. I could feel someone else waking up behind me, so I turned to s...e who it was. It was a girl in her early twenties, looking exhausted and tightly bound with rope. The strands of her bonds were traced in a curious manner, around her wrists and ankles and all around her, right through her little cunt so her clit was never left in peace. Realization dawned on her face as soon as she first tried to move and she. "Okay, then." Phil chuckled at her intent expression. "Let's go. We can pick up a rental car on the way."He flagged down a taxi, telling the driver to take them to the nearest car rental firm. With her credit card showing a substantial balance from her accumulated salary, Luana then lost no time heading across WashingtonDC, Phil tagging along to carry her parcels. By the time they had the back seat of their rental car stacked with her purchases, Phil was ready to call it a day."I sublet my. Your hands can reach around this ball we live on known as earth. You can stop this attack it will certainly penetrate back to time. Poisoning the past. Please from my heart the depth of my belief in you!’ The sound reverberated from the mountains, streams, the heavens yet a whisper. ‘Raven my child take out a poisoned arrow out of the quiver. Face this tendril and in one mighty blow, hit it towards the center of it.’ Raven’s fingers were nimble, she brought the arrow to her lips. She didn’t. I was in a quandary. What to do NOW?! Should I wait until the end of the gig, when he would be exhausted and probably whisked off to some party or event with his entourage? NO. I did not come here to watch a gig and go home unfulfilled. I decided to bite the bullet, and pushed my way through the crowd to the backstage door, face to face with two burly, serious looking blokes , whom I was unsure how to handle. Thank god, my natural instincts took over! I gazed up at them provocatively, one hand.