I sat back in anticipation as Shy exited the chalet. Why anticipation? By now I knew that Cee always had an ulterior motive; the champagne, the micro-...ikinis. She was instigating and manipulating. “Oh my!” Cee exclaimed and I turned to look.Even though Shy was trying to hide some of her body by loosely carrying a towel, the micro-bikini did everything and more that it was meant to. It perfectly displayed and clung to the shape of her mons veneris; it showed the lips of her vagina, allowed a few. I had been so busy with Sarah that I hadn't even realizedthat the dance was coming up, let alone doing anything to prepare for it.I figured that Emily and I would be going together since neither of us wasin relationships. Ethan would probably join us since he was similarlyunattached. It would be my first big dance since my life had taken thedrastic turn it had over the summer, and I was excited to go.That same elation seemed to permeate the students at my school and therewas a buzz in the air. His ankles were just as securely tied by hard metal to each other, connected to another ring in the floor, forcing his knees to be slightly bend backwards, keeping them forced at that angle.His neck was put in a posture collar of similar material, he could feel the heaviness of it, holding his head to the floor sideways, and a thick inflated gag, going deep into his mouth and blindfold, both with small padlocks securing them behind his head.Waking up such, wondering first, then schocked an. ”He still had the long hair, and beard, but they were neatly trimmed, and his clothes, though worn, were clean, and he had on brand new boots. I shook his hand, and Jen hugged him. He wanted to show us something, so we followed him, Jen walking ahead. I asked him in a low voice if the sobriety was sticking. He blushed. “I’ve slipped, twice. My sponsor got me the first time, my boss the next. He put me in the construction office and made me work the next day. I was hung over, and it was hot, but.