And leather cuffs hold her wrists together, and kept her arms taunt above her head. Her torso was naked, but she could feel she wore tights, panties, ...nd shoes. As far as she could guess, they were her own clothes. She felt a rough wall against her back... obviously there was some fabric between her buttocks and the wall, not just her panties and tights. Her captor(ess?) had let her keep her skirt too.Suddenly, she heard a muffled buzz, and she felt a column of hot air in front of her. She. Anyone trying to steal from him wouldn’t have an easy time of it. It was sheer luck that among the boxes and crates left behind by the Magistrate was a huge collection of maps and charts all very carefully maintained and stored. Will guessed that they’d been used to help plan smuggling operations, but he didn’t question it too much. For an explorer, it was a treasure trove. He cleared out the ground floor and used the many shelves on the rounded walls to create his own makeshift library of. Chapter 3 WetShit my washing, quick help me get it in” I helped Jane get her washing off the jenny spinner, all doubled pegged, I’d never seen or felt underwear like this before and it felt nice. Getting back in to the kitchen we were wet to a point that I could see through Jane’s top and bra. Seeing her big erect nipples sticking out and how dark her nipples were.Jane had the basket on the table putting the damp clothes onto a clothes airy, fiddling with each one in front of me, getting the. Steve.” She turned away, un-self-consciously dressing in front of me, silk thong panties and a low-cut bra exciting me to the point I threw the quilt off to show her a point I was growing, and made to get out of bed and come for her. She shrieked and ran, and now I laughed and covered myself and lay back, content to watch her finish putting on her skirt and blouse for work. She gave a final brush to her hair, no make-up I noticed, and picked up her large handbag, crossing to lean down to me;.