I set up my large blue tent with no floor away from everyone else, she sat and watched smiling.The tent was up we both walked inside and she told me t... strip, I raced to take off my clothes throwing them all in a pile. ‘Kneel’ she ordered, I did so without thinking. She scooped up all my clothes and left the tent, I felt for the first time very vulnerable, what if she didn’t come back? What felt like minutes passed and she finally returned with ropes with Velcro attached and a gag. She walked. Mike said, “Link: Jamal, Pakistan, Jihad, Revolution, Tape, India.”Cathy typed in the words and hit return after Mike had stopped speaking. A dozen articles were found. She said, “We’ve got a dozen articles.”“Select Link Death.”After Cathy typed in the words, she said, “There’s one article.”“What does it say?” Mike asked.“It says that Jamal bin Laden made a tape in Pakistan vowing that he would carry forth Jihad and remove the leader who had supported the Americans. The tape appeared shortly. Josh and Ben noticed that the big man did not remove his hand from Ben’s shoulder. Seems he wanted Ben to stay seated.Lisa noticed the two men staring at her. More specifically, her large chest. Her uneasy feelings just got even more uneasy.That’s when the man on the desk seemed to reach out to shake Lisa’s hand. Only he didn’t shake her hand. Instead, the smiling man reached in and grabbed a handful of Lisa’s right breast. The smile on his face grew, “I knew it! 100% natural.”Ben tried to. ” She wiggled. “If you’d put that pistol on the nightstand...”Yeah. I’m carrying. Usually do. Pistol wasn’t the only thing hard in my pants, though. So okay ... time for a little cuddling, then we both groaned our achy muscles out of the bed. I slid the pistol back under my shirt and we complained our way out into the parking lot for the short drive to the steakhouse.Was a good steak. Tender. Cooked just past the point where it still had reflexes. A proud Idaho potato that had fulfilled its.