Then, he heard her walk away, to the corner of the room. He heard of masseuses who put a pile of towels on a client’s groin in situations like these... Perhaps that’s what she is about to do, he hoped. Before she stepped away, Cheryl had frozen. Below her, Arie’s cock reached for her through the sheet, through the dim light. With any other client, she would have been appalled, disgusted. She would have begrudgingly finished the massage, keeping her distance from his crotch. But in this moment,. Now, all we could do was wait. I told the men at the square that I was going back to the institute and told Robby to find a bed and get some rest. After he left, I appointed four of the older Oaks to take turns being in the square for reporting purposes around the clock. Then, I left for the institute telling the current watcher to let me and not Robby know when there was a report from the river.At the institute, Roger had help and was working on producing more muskets. He had made a number of. .. each with her arms held aloft by wrist manacles and chains which were attached to a heavy beam which ran the full length of the room above the 'cat-walk'. Their ankles were secured to the 'cat-walk' itself by further manacles and chains. Several of the girls, half slumped, seemed to be held up by the wrist manacles and chains rather than be actually standing. In front of each girl, set in a small bracket, was a white card which carried her name, age and nationality, also her height and. Pushing a fewbuttons on a small remote, the place was suffused witha indirect light. Then soft music enveloped them. Vinceasked, “Now can we share a small nightcap? Drambuie,OK?” Dolly nodded numbly, over- whelmed. She had never evenseen a place like this. Vince led his beautiful “date”to a large overstuffed Italian leather couch andgestured for her to sit. “Make yourself at home,Dolly'” he said, as Dolly sank into the softencompassing leather. “Ahh!.