He lowered his eyes, "I'm sorry Kate; I suppose you're still having problems?" he saidI nodded, I couldn't look at him, "Every time I try to pick up m... jeans I hear his voice, and my hands can't touch them." I was so annoyed so I added, "It's so infuriating; if he wasn't dead I would kill him!"We walked into the garden area, lost in our own thoughts, I asked Billy, "Have you had any more thoughts about them?" she asked,He shook his head, "No, I think they want more from us than they're telling. ..just a chair.The two blondes lead her over to it and then take off her robe.Everyone in the room starts to clap seeing her standing there in just her underwearThey turn her round so that everyone gets to see her then they stand either side of her and start to peel off her knickers. The alcohol she?s had has given her some dutch courage but having her pussy exposed to this room full of strangers makes her flush.They slide her knickers down to the ground and then lift her legs to remove. As I tried to push through them, they grabbed my arms pinning them behind my body. “Let me go!” At my anguished scream, Martin turned his head. “Bess. Bess is that you?” “Yes Martin. It’s me.” “Don’t worry Bess. It looks worse than it feels.” His tiny smile was short-lived as the whip landed again. All that escaped Martin was a groan followed by laboured breathing that hissed from his body. My scream bounced off the walls. I hadn’t seen Miles arrive at my side, but his hard slap to my face left. "Don't have to do what?" I asked back."He shouldn't have said that." Even though he was a pretty good player, in fact he was a good all round athlete, Clark was one of those guys who gets nervous on the golf course. And when he got nervous he talked. And that day he talked to his golf ball, to his clubs, to the five or six people who were following us around, and of course to me. He was big time nervous!It turned into one of the least enjoyable nine holes I'd ever played. And it had ended with.