Even though they were intended for a pair, they had to be open-ended enough to accommodate expansion of the relationship at a later time. The Pope had...insisted on that. Satisfied, he signaled that the ceremony should begin.Joe stood as best man, at times providing physical as well as moral support for the nervous groom.Nicholas fidgeted as the bridal march began. It seemed to last forever, before the vision that was his bride-to-be made her appearance. Her son, Frank, escorted her down the. He tried to focus on that latter possibility but when they entered thespecial room those thoughts evaporated. There was a spacious bed withdecorative brass head and foot boards. Over the mattress was thrown afur spread. Even the pillows were in fur cases. A new wardrobe stoodagainst the wall, as well as a dresser, both of them in dark wood. Therewas also something tall with a sheet draped over it. Another wall wasdevoted to leather and rubber bondage outfits, as well as various. " said the Colonel. "A kind of dance routine would be a good idea - at least for Beatrice - lovely sinuous body - that girl! Maybe we could have a guy playing a flute or reed pipe or something - sort of snake charmer act with Beatrice as the deadly charmed serpent! That would be her taken care of. How would Julia fancy a bit of bondage - what would you say to that - chains and ropes - maybe staked out on the ground, spread-eagled?"The angry scarlet flush that came over the Brigadier's face. Mr. Jensen just stared at the smiling whore. With a trembling hand, he reached down to Debby’s crotch and pulled first one, then the other, slipknot loose. The vinyl thong fell away, as Debby spread her legs wide and pushed her pussy to the edge of the bar stool. Jensen just stared at her bald, shaved pussy, the bright pinkness of the tunnel showing, as her lips spread wide, and her clit poked out of the wet slit.Finally, unable to stand any more, Jensen stood up. As Jennifer moved to leave, he.