When the meal was over someone suggested that they adjourn to the lawn again and soon Catlin was standing in the warm sunshine with the feel of soft g...ass beneath her feet. Robert called for attention. "I think this morning we should allow our captives a little rest." This was met with a few boos and other derisive remarks. "We do want them to recover enough for more hardy activities this afternoon. But I agree that they shouldn't be able to take their leave completely. I was thinking of. I’m not poison...”“You just might be, lady. I’m...”Smile. “Are you REALLY?”“That shouldn’t be a surprise. I’m sure you’ve had plenty of guys who’ve found you attractive.”“One tends to discount advances made by unsuitable men.”“Does one?”“You’re making fun of me.”“No, I’m enjoying you. Big difference.”“Good. I enjoy YOU, too.”We wound our way up the larger river, past the high banks on both sides, coming to a part where the channel meandered through swamps.“You’re right. It was more than a day. ..” She looked down to Creed amidst the callous laughter, knowing his cock yearned to bone in lieu of that admission.“ ... and to do want to hang, don’t you Creed.” Another thread confirming that admission, dribbled from the horn as he nodded his masochistic affirmation, in dominated obedience, Ella posing with her crop and smiling with contempt at not needing to prompt him with it, while that contempt was matched with the sighs of utter disbelief from the women, at his willingness to humiliate. You haul the bike up and rev it started. Willie looks startled. "You can't jump on without wrecking the bike!" You smirk at him "It's scrap parts anyway!" you shout as you gun it onto the runway and after the plane. They'll either have to fire you, or write this in, you can't just let a hot chick like that crash while people stand around guessing if this is a stunt or real.You quickly catch up on your stunt bike. The plane must not be anywhere near full throttle to be going so slow. You slow.