That done she told me to get my lazy ass to work. I spent the rest of the shift stuffing invoices into envelopes and running them through the postage ...eter.By five-thirty I was on the road taking the three hour trip to Western. A half hour out I called Carol and she told me that she and Becky were waiting for me in room 116 of the Comfort Inn."I got this particular room because of its fond memories." I thought 118 is where we made those memories." But 116 is the room that caused them to be. My arms were forced into a kind of baggy single sleeve made of heavy rubber. Straps tightened around my arms and over my shoulders, locking it in place. My arms were held uselessly behind me, and my hands were trapped helpless inside a thick rubber bag.A metal ring on the end of the hand pouch was hooked to a chain and raised up. I was powerless to resist being bent uncomfortably forward as my arms were hauled into the air. I had an inkling of arousal, but fear and tiredness killed it.Once I. .............."Nails by Claudia, how can help you." Hi, my name is Twinkletoes and I would like to have my toenails polishedtwo different colors." Your name is Twinkletoes?" she said suspiciously."Yes," Sir, I haven't got time for games." (click)"She hung up." Of course she did sweetie. Call another one."(ring)"Nail salon, this is Lisa." Hi Lisa my name is Twinkletoes and I would like to make an appointmentto have my toes done." Hello Twinkletoes," the girl said laughing, "and what would. She couldn't help herself. She massaged it into her breasts, soft and gentle, lifting and cupping them. She let her thumbs stroke over the nipples. She imagined a man doing it. It could have been Carl, her late husband, or her recent lover, Paul Crane. Then her thoughts turned to a man who had never touched them, Walter Hartley. She scooped more shampoo from her hair and let her hands rub the lather into her lower triangle of hair. The pressure of her fingers was firm, but light, and then she.