" She said out loud to no one in particular. There was no one around that could hear anyway.She laid out the towel on the soft sand; it was a light bl...e towel, the same hue as the sky on a clear day. But she could remember a time when it was dark blue and brand new.She could remember picking it out in the store just like it was yesterday. The store is long gone now, just a ghost of a memory where a parking lot now stands.She smiled to herself as she ran her fingers along the threadbare surface. With shaking fingers he lowered the fly andcautiously eased the fitted jeans down those muscular legs. Turk woreboxer shorts, something Bunny hadn't been permitted to put on since hemade his one-sided arrangement with his bride. The dusky man stepped outof his pants and snapped at Bunny to remove his socks. Turk tossed asidehis shirt. That left only the shorts. Bunny reached for them and hookedhis fingers under the waistband. He blinked nervously as he beganlowering them, revealing abundant. “So, this is what you’re going to do, both of you. You’re going to spank her, right here, right now, after which so will I. And then you’re going to fuck her over this table, while your patrons and staff watch. You’ll give your sweet, sassy slut of a sister what she has been begging for all this time. Then I’m going to fuck her, right after you.“After this, you’re going to pick another of my women to fuck in public while I screw another, also in public. And then you can go back to work, for. It’s face didn’t look familiar. I tried pulling myself up but hit my head on the bottom of unseen bench. Rubbing my sore head, I looked around. I seemed to be under a table in the darkened common-room of some sort of dingy inn. Sleeping, snoring and murmuring forms were sprawled around the room, laying on tables and under them. The place reeked of body odor and stale ale. I crawled out from under the table, pulled myself groggily to my feet, then looked around for a few moments. Nothing in the.