I mean who knows what sort ofperson you meet at a bar? you think we just randomly picked you out, no weplanned this with a little help." I said "help... who helped you and why?"Bob just laughed and said "that's our little secret. But it should helpyou decide what you are going to do because if we went through all thistrouble would we really give up on you, I mean what would be the fun inthat?" I hung my head and said quietly "You win." Bob said "louder I couldn'thear you" I screamed out at. . like explaining about a watch user materializing in water because the marina isn’t there in the past. They haven’t warned the holder about the invisibility factor either. That should be easy ... don’t wind the watch backwards.Cyn turned to me, “I don’t want the damned thing ... you take it.”“Nope ... you’re older ... first born female. I don’t want it.”“Aw, c’mon ... it’s only an hour,” Cyn said.Remembering every time she used the excuse of being one day older to put me in my place, “Not even. Start the tub." Yes, Mistress Melissa," he obeyed.While the tub filled with sweetly scented oils and bath beads she helpedhim out of his nightgown and lingerie until he stood before hercompletely naked. Then, without having to be instructed, he helped herundress. If anything, her nine-inch clit looked even more imposingwithout clothing. And it protruded from her groin in stark contrast toher magnificent d-cup implants.She gently helped him step into the scented bath and proceeded to. The blindfold was still snapped into the hood and she did not remove it. It was very apparent she was crying even though you could not see her eyes. I opened the door and watched as she tried to look at me through the hood. I complimented her on obeying my instructions except for not folding her clothes neatly she had done what she was told. I gathered everything and left her food and water with the instructions to unsnap the blindfold once I had left so she could see to eat and drink. When she.