She spoke politely ... probably her mother’s influence ... but she was an American teenager through and through.“Karen Post. I own the place.”�...Heck ... there goes my job.”“I doubt it. Keep doing what you do, I need to go to town.”“But ... you’ve already done my job.”“I suppose,” I said. “Would you care to go to town?”“Oh, God. Yes.”It was still snowing ... picking up a little and getting breezy. The Jeep had a better heater so we took that.Soldier Creek was freshly plowed. I was a trifle shell. .. this one is ... what the fuck? The guy's profile picture was a photograph of a goose that had been disemboweled. Ugh.I shut the computer down and went to bed.I woke up in the morning ... alone, of course. My boyfriend of two years had received a job offer to move to Ireland, of all places, and did not take me with him. Four months had passed, and given that I wasn't a very social person I had been single that entire time and I was getting pretty damn horny!I checked my email. There was a. After a while Mandy removed her bottomso as to minimize her tan marks. The rest of the day we relaxed by thepool. I had to be careful not to get my puffed up hair wet or mess up mymakeup. I still had difficulties getting accustom to seeing the redpolish on my hands and toe nails as well as seeing lipstick marks on myglass. After an afternoon of sunning we took a shower. When I took offmy bikini I had a girls tan. It looked so funny on me but of all thethings I had been through this weekend I. SD said that she hesitated and Dee W smacked her and told her again to take her clothes off. SD said that she took her clothes off and began to whimper. Dee then told her to turn around and used put her hands behind her back – which she did – and Dee used SD’s blouse to tie her hands behind her back with Dee saying as she tied her hands that this would make it easier for her (SD). SD agreed. Dee W then took SD into her arms and hugged her and told her that on Wednesday’s she usually gave at.