Kate was aroused like hell and could feel her chest heaving as it tried to burst out of the straitjacket. She looked on, locked and gagged like a dang...rous animal, as James used the single key to remove the locks on Kate’s straitjacket and then unbuckled the desperate blonde.“Key to my pants,” Kate panted through her dry, stiff mouth.Belinda shook her head and then laughed as James took her hand and led her back out to the courtyard.“No way!” she giggled.James slipped one hand under her legs. Barbara reached over to touch his hand. ‘My God, she cried, he’s freezing cold.’ They adjusted his blankets. Then, impulsively, Barbara took his hand and thrust it into her uniform, into her bra and using her left hand, pressed the limp, icy fingers into her breast. ‘Mom, get his other hand.’ Sandra was at first shocked at her daughter’s move but then as if on auto-pilot, she did the same, thrusting his other hand into her own bra, clasping his hand into her own abundant breast. The priest. I suppose the high altitude adaptation that Tibetans have is the closest example I can think of. They’re mountain people who live at high altitudes, and as a result, they have adapted to a lower oxygen environment.”“No great variation then?” she asked.“No. In fact, there’s still a debate raging over where the lines between the races are drawn, or even if they have any biological basis at all. It must have taken a great deal of time in order for your people to diverge as much as they did.”“It is. Still, yesterday, I was getting the feeling, when we were all nude, that eventually, like after a few times or days, she could get around to asking.”“I know what you mean,” smiled Freddie wistfully. “And before, she’s already asked if we’d fit in her, in a roundabout way.”“And then, it wouldn’t be like us jumping on her, it’d be showing her.”“Teaching her, how pleasurable it can be.”“Exactly. Helping her prepare, for future boyfriends. And she could stop at any moment.”“Very slowly and.