Her fingers tore excitedly at the envelope as she walked back to the house.It was an invitation to a party at a Beverly Hills address.She broke into a...run and headed back to the house."Denny, Denny," she cried... She ran through the door as Denny stood up to greet her. "It's an invitation for me... for us... to a party." Let's see," he said smiling.The invitation was from Dale and Rico Cassari, a wealthy couple with exotic sexual tastes and the money to indulge them all. The party would be a. I'm gonnaclimb up then we're gonna have to pull him out." I said. A minute laterthe other rope fell next to me. "Ok Joe I'm gonna tie this rope aroundyour chest under your arms. I'm gonna climb out and me and Chris aregonna pull you out of here. You have to stay awake and help us get youout. It might hurt but you have to hang in there." I told him before Istarted to climb out. I started m ascent back out of the hole to thesurface so we could extract the injured boy from the depths. It took me. In my back pocket were the house keys to Harry’s back door. Now, with the broken waist band string, my shorts heading south with each step I took, they dropped a little bit more until they were just hanging on by the curve of my hips. Because the box was heavy and I did not want to spill my hot coffee either, I did not stop to re-group. I just carried on down the hill to the neighbor's back gate gingerly nursing my shorts upon my hips with each step. The yard had nice high fences, and as I’d. Eventually, it came undoneand, breathing a sigh of relief, I slipped out of my bra."That wasn't very good, was it, Joanna? Rule 4 is that you will alwaysput on and take off your bras in a girlie way. You will practise thataction repeatedly over the next week and if you can't do it within 10seconds by next weekend then you will be punished. Is that understood?" Yes, Miss," I replied, picturing myself at home have to practise thismanoeuvre in front of the mirror time after time. That.