He felt a hand in the small of his back, and another arm draped over his shoulder. He looked to his left, to see Anne, blonde hair up in a complicated...looking knot, looking incredible in her ivory, flowing, strapless lace dress with a ribbon belt around her waist. To his right, Denise, gloriously curled red hair flowing past her shoulders and a slim gold headband holding the curls off her face and looking equally brilliant in her matching ivory halter dress."It's time, Stan," Denise reminded. .."If you need to go to the bathroom, now's the time to do it." I told her I did and she told me to... "Meet me in the bedroom when you're finished."That took about two minutes."Strip!" Bernadette demanded, as soon as I walked through the bedroom door.She still holding the hip in her hand. Bernadette must have seen me look at it because she said..."Opps. I'll put it away."She turned her back to me and open the top drawer of her dresser and placed the whip inside and, as I undressed, she started. The hand on my knee clenched tighter. I took it and held it, turning and looking into those mesmerising eyes again. ‘I’d be lying if I said it was going to be easy Lisa, but we can still get out of this alive, although we may need some luck.’ ‘Thank you for the truth.’ She took her hand back. ‘I’ve just realised, it’s been two days and I haven’t asked you your name.’ I laughed. ‘Chief Petty Officer Dave Lynton at your service, m’am.’ I said, giving a mock salute. ‘Now, eat up. And then brush. ..Back in 1984, we were having an unusually hot, humid couple of weeks at the tail-end of the summer. I was 23yrs old then, and still living at home with my Mum, who had been widowed about 5 years earlier, but at the age of 59, she looked at least ten years younger and - thanks to all the walking exercise she took - had a very well toned body despite having had three k**s.I was engaged to a girl who I had been with for a couple of years then, and a couple of times when she stayed over, I had.