I picked through severalracks and found a few that I liked. Jim walked over to me with a coupleof swimsuits in her hand. "Damn, look at this price tag... Janet! Theywant a hundred and fifty bucks for these tiny pieces of cloth that arenothing more than a few postage stamps wired together with dentalfloss!"I laughed, and we headed towards the changing rooms with ourselections. Because there was only one unoccupied room, Jim and I wereforced to use the same one. I tried not to stare as Jim. She was petite, very slim, with blonde hair and nice deep blue eyes. “Hi Helen, I’m Jane,” she said cheerfully. “Come in.” Helen smiled and went inside. She was taken into a small back room, with soft lighting and a massage couch right in the middle. There was a beautiful smell of incense - strong but not overpowering or smoky. The girl invited her to sit down and offered her a glass of wine. Helen warmed to her right away. “Have you had massage before?” she asked. “No,” replied Helen, “but. “Don’t you see, we put the girls over the rope then make them walk along.” Jim let out a chuckle as he rubbed one of the knots between his fingers. “We see who gets across first.” Jim winked, “Of course the rope and the knots will be rubbing in their slits the whole time, and that will add to the fun.” I reached out to touch the rope, it was rough and Jim had made the knots huge. I started to smirk as I thought about the wickedness of the plan. “Well, what are we waiting for, let’s. He walked in and I checked if there was anyone else in the toilets and it was empty. Walking in behind him he turned and locked the door, as he faced me I grabbed him round his waist and we started snogging frantically. Our tongues probing each other’s mouths as I ran my hands up and down his spine.He was soon fondling my bum as we snogged. Five minutes passed and I was getting desperate, we pulled apart and as I looked at him I whispered “Have you got a condom” he nodded and reached into his.