In addition to that, everyone was invited to bring their favorite booze, which you simply put your name on. The available bartender which Sam had on h...nd kept them available behind the bar, and mixed drinks for everyone as they desired them, doing so based on tips which seemed pretty lucrative for him even though you weren't paying for the actual booze you brought with you.As I said, the room downstairs was enormous, and interestingly decorated. There were several large comfortable couches. "I wouldn't say that," I said. "Everybody deserves to live a life that makes them happy." Suddenly, Damian stopped the truck. "What's wrong?" I asked. "Let's get out for a minute," he said. "I want to show you something." Both of us got out. He sat up on the hood of the truck and signaled for me to join him. He then pointed down the road to a hill. "Do you see that?" he asked. "It's a hill," I said. "Yes," he said, "and neither of us can see what's on the other side. There could be another. ?Well,? Lane says, ?something mean.? ?Right,? I say, ?creative. Come here.? I show them a giant roll of white athletic tape. I tell them to do a ridiculousjob taping her up. After that, I say, she'll be helpless, so you can do whateveryou need to do to her. 2 Sitting in my living room, we're all drinking rum and acting merry. Ashleyis startled. She doesn't know my friends very well but they're pretending tobe friendly with her. She doesn't say much. She's embarrassed about her sluttyclothes.. But their ordeal of the previous week had made him feel very protective of his crew, and if that noise was any indication, a potential threat just might exist.Now awake, if not alert, Brandon slipped down and off the foot of the berth, trying his best not to disturb his two crew member's slumber as he started for the stateroom door. Remembering at the last minute that this was not a "clothing-optional" locale, he reached for a robe hanging on the back of the door, put it on and tied the belt,.