I started to get a little worried when someone suggested a game of tickle torture, and then asked for volunteers. Of course no one did so Ryan volunte...red me, which I just knew that he would. Ryan told me to lie on the floor then a few people got down round me and started tickling me. Now Im quite ticklish and as soon as someone touched me I started laughing and struggling to get out of their way. Before I knew it my arms and legs were held down and what seemed like a thousand hands were. I rubbed Gwen's thigh."Nervous?" A little. Fuck, you know what you're asking me to do." Yeah. But it's not like it's the first time." First time for this many." After the first dozen or so you probably won't even feel them." The hell I won't!" she grinned.The club was set up just like I'd asked. Dan had also had the bench built, to my spec's. It was a padded affair, with one side about six inches higher than the other, about two feet wide and four feet long. The chrome eyebolts at the bottom of. Then the guy asked us if we had ever done this before joking. We told him we had not, we were virgins and he would have to show us how to use the condoms, he then asked how old we were and we told him. The woman came out of the bathroom just then with just a teddy on. The man thought for a second then excitedly ran over to her and whispered something to her. She said "NoWay" but the guy pleaded with her, she looked at us and back at him then said she would but this was the only time she would. I saw Jennifer when I approached the check-in counter. She was wearing brown crewneck sleek top and beige stretch pants. Her hair spread softly and smoothly over her shoulder, reminding me of those shampoo commercials. She was around five feet six and had slender legs which made her look like a Victoria's Secret model in those pants. She surely knew how to dress. If she wasn't such a bitch I would no doubt be attracted to her.She was glaring at me with an impatient look. "Can't you be more.