She wanted to ask exactly what the couple had planned for her, but she knew the woman, Lucy, wouldn’t tell her.“Do you and your husband do anythin... to preserve your anonymity?”“Yes. I’ll be wearing a purple latex mask, much like yours, except with eyeholes. Don will be wearing a hangman’s hood.”She trembled, ashamed at the realisation that it wasn’t just fear that had made her shudder.“A hangman’s hood?”“Yes. It makes Don look very fetching. I’ll let you see before we put your own mask. I looked in on Lisa who was nowhere to be seen so I guess she stayed with a friend last night and went down to check on Val and as I entered the lounge Val was fast asleep on the sofa, her dress on the back of the chair and her bra on top of it so I guessed she only had her panties on under the cover.I left her and made the coffee and took 2 cups upstairs, Nancy and Ryan were sitting up in bed on their phones and as I put the coffee down Nancy looked up, smiled and said “Thank you”, I smiled. She uncrossed her leg and stood up, don't move I'll be right back she said. When she came back into the den she was carrying our handcuffs. She handcuffed my hands behind my back. Now pleased with me she pulled her dress over her head and folded it. She stood in front of me in a see through black lace pushup bra and matching panties. Her legs covered in thigh high stockings that where pulled up so the wide lace band at the top was touching her panties as she stood with her legs together. She. Every time I pass that house I think back on what might have been. This time of year, with the heat of summer gone and with it the tourists and summer residents is especially sad for me.My name is Kathleen Finnegan. I’m a thirty-eight-year-old part-time waitress, part-time McDonald’s employee and part-time Jane of all trades. I live in the beautiful town of Ogden Michigan.Ogden is a very small town on the shores of Golden Lake. I guess the thing that makes Ogden special is the fact that it’s.