The same girl was there for the same party as she also belongs to one of the team in the same project. This time she came along with her friend. But a... usually I was just trying to see the same girl. All the celebrations over and we were on our way back to our destination as it is almost 8:30 pm. It was very cold as this was happened in mid January. We were just calculating how many members, how many vehicles do we have and who is going to which area like that. I was thinking that she is also. The hood.Finally, the noose lowered over her head, around her neck, and tightened. Shestruggled, desperate to free her hands and remove the noose before the trapdoor opened, but her arms were bound tight. She tried to run away, but her legswouldn't move. "The prisoner is prepared. Proceed with the sentence ofexecution." Then the trap door would open and she would fall...Best of all, shecould simulate this pretty well by herself. Binding her legs was easy, ofcourse. A blindfold, hood, and noose. So I came out of the bathroom, all ready for bed with a tube of lotion in my hand. I asked if he would give me a body message and use the lotion. He repeated that he was tired but that he would be up for rubbing me down. I stood there just looking at him getting ready for bed. He wore tight black boxer briefs, which I absolutely love. My honey has the best looking ass I have ever seen on a man. He has a head of blond hair with some gray, steel blue eyes and fine thin lips. Those lips maybe thin. And he did it right in front of my date, who apparently took no notice of it.“Uh Jimbo,” I said. “Can you ask your friend here, to keep his hands off my ass. I’m here with YOU, not him.”“He’s the quarterback ... I’m his left tackle,” he said as if that meant something. I walked to the other side of the room shaking my head. There in the corner, were some of the less popular people who’d been invited as some sort of reward.There was a smattering of cheerleader wannabes, nerds who tutored or did.