He was a tall muscular guy with a mustache and in his uniform kept looking like my hero. I wanted him, really wanted him and I was going to get him, v...ry soon. The last day of me being alone was a Thursday and my parents were going to come back on Friday and I started my plan Thursday afternoon giving me enough time to enjoy one of my favourite nights. I stayed naked most of the day and only wore clothes or locked my bedroom when the maid or the cook came home to do their work. Around 2 O Clock. And after the service Randy and Brenda surprised the hell out of me - sorry, but I guess church is probably an appropriate place for that to happen too - and invited us to go have Sunday lunch with them at Sirloin Stockade. They said that was a tradition with them, because it was the first place Randy took her to on a real date.So we went, and we chatted like nothing was wrong. Mia acted like Mia, except she was all grown up. It turned out she had gotten a teaching degree and had come back home. Then he looked at the sack ravenously.“Here,” I said, handing it over to him as I reached in and produced a large loaf of bread for myself. It was more than I could eat.Then, I turned to leave. I was going to remain true to my word.“Where are you going?” he asked.Now look, I wasn’t about to let on my plan to willingly turn myself over to a predator. It’s not something a runner should really do, particularly one with MY reputation.I held up the bread, “Spotter outside of camp looked hungry,. " Thomas headed back to the storage closet, and retrieved the carpet bag he was stocking."Stand as tall and straight as you can," he instructed the novice sub. "Feet together, hands flat against you sides."She readily complied.Out of the bag he pulled out a set of inch wide black leather belts, of varying lengths. The shortest one he tightened around Arleen's legs, just above her ankles. Going up, he buckled another belt above her knees. Next, he buckled one that bound her wrists to her hips..