Kristen had packed her suitcase the night before. It sat open atop the chest at the bottom of her bed. She surveyed the contents checking to make sure...she had everything she needed from her bedroom then she zipped the lid closed. She lugged it into the living room, mentally running down the list of things she needed for her trip, checking each thing off as she went. She set the suitcase by the front door and headed back to the bathroom to finish getting ready.It was not too often that Kristen. The Woman went to the bathroom and returned only wearing a thong. It was a rather small Woman, short black hair and wearing glasses. She had tiny breasts and really small nipples. However she was slim, her bottom and legs were a bit fat.As soon she was on the bed too, she took both my pierced nipples and started to squeeze them really hard! I mean…. REALLY and merciless hard. She rolled my nipples between her fingers causing more pain, pulled my rings pretty hard and twisted them without any. Even a meagre victory for him couldn’t be afforded. ‘I can’ne say one way or the other who did what tae who, but I know fer a fact that they boys had their feet tied. E’en wi’ that, they should ha’e been able tae swim, or stay afloat, so I ha’e no idea why they drooned?’ Eamon finally spoke out. That made sense to everyone instantly, with Eamon’s account. Why couldn’t the boys swim if their hands were free? What could have stopped them from swimming to shore or letting the tide carry them. I agreed readily and was told to strip off of my clothing and use "the towel". She took me by the hand and led me to a strange bathroom that was all tile and had a sort of fountain corner with hot running water that she scooped up and threw all over the padded vinyl covered bed on the side of the room. I noticed that she had removed all of her clothes except for her panties and bra and I assumed it was just because she was going to get almost as wet as me in my "bath" process. The last time I.