And yetexcited at the thought, as was she. He had her put on these really lacy blackpanties and bra, and then tied her hands behind her back with some...leatherstring. Then her ordered us to kiss. I didn't move so he smaked my ass realhard, and I moved closer. She was moving towards me too and she didn't lookreal worried or anything. She started kissing me. I wanted to push her awaybut my hands were handcuffed. I tried to move away but my boyfriend held metight. The funny thing was that I liked. That I won't show up?" I asked. "Or that I'm a guy?" She laughed. She had a beautiful, open laugh, and her face was so pretty I wondered why she put so much work into her body.I sat down next to her. The café had only a few other visitors, a few schoolgirls sat on a table across from us, and a couple seemed to be sitting in side. Other than that, it was empty. The waitress came up and I ordered a big sundae with cream and Cappuccino. Martina sipped her espresso and said she needed to watch her. The quality fishing barbs and small, clear container with fine, high-test line were treasures to her. We fished for the rest of the morning and caught a few nice trout with worms and grubs off the dead tree bark. I didn't press her much about her breakfast because she insisted we fish quietly. She grinned all morning over the "Enchanted fishing line," clearly enjoying our intimate time together, although fishing wasn't as brilliant an information source as I had hoped. However, the holding. She walked into the bedroom and he stepped out and grabbed her from behind. He told her not to scream and she wouldn’t get hurt. She tried to jerk away from him, but he grabbed her tighter and slapped her across her face and told her not to try that again. He threw her down on the bed and told her to close her eyes. She laid their all naked and wet from just getting out of the shower. He got on top of her and started running his hands up and down her body. Telling her how nice of a body she.