Yes, Natalie was very helpful and had worked hard for her pocket money. No, I didn’t mind giving her money for a drink. And yes, dinner at seven wou...d be excellent. It was too. Mother and daughter chatted non-stop. Both were surprised but accepted my return dinner invitation for the following evening. I was unpacked and by early afternoon I’d completed my grocery shopping. I commenced dinner preparations early, Italian I’d decided. Though I now had drinks in the fridge Natalie arrived. Chris,” I said, trying to shake off the fog.“Chris Melton and Mary Cole were your actual protection detail,” he told me gently. “The man who attacked you was Vincent Giraldi. He’s done time twice for minor crimes related to organized crime in the past. Kidnapping is either a new hobby or he’s been more dangerous than we knew. No one’s going to cry at his funeral.”I nodded.“I think ... I think I need to get my paperwork to carry a gun,” I said earnestly.“You have a firearm license?” he asked,. That too naked..it was heaven for pleasures sake! After some masti..and fun..we were watching the sea. It was ideally romantic. and on top of that the vodka and rain were just as well. Water was dripping from her face. I looked at her and we started kissing. This was usual. BUt then i threw her against the water tank wall behind us and started smooching her. our tongues touched. we were suckin each others tongue. I held her hands against the wall with my hands and pushed my body on hers. Her. Her breathing was regular, her chest moving up and down at a relaxed rate.Her head faced away from my view, but I could see the strap of a gag running behind her head. A blindfold of some variety appeared to cover her eyes.I felt the growing sense that a rather high level of panic would be in order for this occasion and put up another useless fight against the ropes. Then, I finally remembered something that I had read in one of those comic book stories. I started to rock the chair back and.