..They arrived. Sally got out and went to the tack room door. "We're here." How are things going?" Lon asked."Cindy is whining a lot." Too fucking bad....." Lon chuckled. "Help me with these..." The two of them brought out six cookie sheets with nails and broken glass and other items on them and arranged them side-by-side in pairs in a pathway bordered by some bricks leading to the tack room door. Then Lon handed Sally the flip-flops. "Okay, I don't want to have to talk at all. We'll bring them. She told me that her husband was in the reception falling all over a woman he worked with. Supposedly her husband would talk about fucking this woman while Karen sucked his dick- she said it turned both of them on. I was surprised she didn't find some guy there- she said I was a sure thing and knowing the bride was going to have cock that night got her "very horny". She told me when they were moving away that her husband did have a wild affair with his fantasy woman until they were nearly. ’ Sitting in the chair, Angelique cringes at the thought of actually being nice to the monster of a man that’s tortured her and humiliated her in just a few days. ‘Can’t you just sneak me out?’ She asks with wide teary eyes, hoping on Daphne’s empathy. Her hopes are dashed at the amused laugh from Daphne’s mouth. ‘So I can end up in here with you? I don’t think so. ‘She says while taking a seat beside Angelique to apply makeup. ‘Besides, he pays me too well to not have such noble thoughts.’. A shot is placed in my hand, which I immediately toss back, only to have it replaced with another one. The shot gives me an idea…something I haven’t done since college…and I grab the hands of the two bachelor party-goers and pull them with me to the bar. I catch the bartender’s eye and wave him over. “Can we do body shots here?” He grins. “Only if you let me do the first one.” I grin back and pull my shirt off, hopping up on the bar and lying back. We are almost immediately surrounded by a huge.