“Sumimasen.” I spoke and threw open the door and ran quickly into the nearest cubicle. I ripped off my skirt and thrust my hands deep inside me, u...hing a gentle moan.Suddenly Mujitsu knocked on the unlocked cubicle door, swinging it open to an unsuspected, blushing Beri. “Ano....” we both mumbled as we stared at eachother with open mouths. “Gomen nasai! I shouldn’t be....” I began, but I stopped as I felt Mujitsu’s finger across my lips. “Shhh, let me help you.” She spoke tentaciously. I felt. I never realized how slowly time moved when you had absolutely nothing to do but fantasize about a whole beach seeing you without your clothes.I don't know how much later it was, but I noticed some of my friends from school coming down the beach. I saw Camille, and when she noticed me she ran over and dropped down next to me. "Cool entombment," she said. "Who did it?" Jeff," I said, nodding my head lightly over to where Jeff was lying with his eyes closed."Excellent," she replied. "A couple of. Often he uses cloth to tie around my head and neck forcing my chin down and open and then more cloth from the crown of my head down my cheeks and under my chin. My mouth is then unable to close or open wider. I hate this, it makes my jaw ache and I drool loads. Dr G likes this best as he can get the most into my mouth as nothing is obstructing the entrance. If I don't co-operate or make too much noise he threatens to stuff my mouth with cloth, so I gag and can't breathe. I always try to be. Which was a little disconcerting ... but I was the guest ... and well trained by years of corporate life ... so I ignored it, thanked her for the tea and followed her downstairs to eat.She'd prepared a lamb casserole (had I really been asleep that long, I wondered?), which was excellent, and we drank some wine with it, helping me at least to relax. I was still feeling numb but I was at least more observant ... my clothes - obviously freshly washed - drying in front of a radiator, for one thing,.