”Sally laughed. “I don’t know where he got that idea from,” she said. “He did ask, but I said I didn’t fancy going all that way just to ha...e to come back again. Anyway, I need to work on my tan. Boys just don’t get that sort of thing.”“Do you know when they set off?” I asked.“Well, I saw Matt for a bit this morning,” she admitted, “and he said they were leaving at about 10 o’clock.”“I wondered where he was,” I said, improvising wildly. “I wanted to borrow his binoculars, but couldn’t find. Her normally pale face was flushed and red from the blood that was coursing through her body. I'm sure my face was too, but I wasn't thinking about that at the time. Dale grinned wickedly and wiggled her narrow hips a little then stood up. She bent over and grabbed the waistband of my shorts in both hands and looked up as if to say "are you going to help or what?" I raised my hips far enough for her to pull down my shorts. She pulled them down to my knees and put her hand on my. Ned and Zena moved through a set of those doors into the Bondage Suite. The walls and ceiling were decorated with faux stone blocks with attached chains and cuffs invoking a dungeon effect. The floor was bare concrete with a center drain. There were various styled wood and metal stocks along the walls with eyelets, hooks, chains and cuffs. The center of the room contained a polished wood mechanical table with leg and arm extensions fitted with restraints. An industrial stainless steel sink was. I kinda felt sorry for the man. I can tell you that every man in the room crossed his legs based on the things those two women were dreaming up to do to Ron. And put both hands near our crotches for added protection. But Fallon and Sonja both were serious down to the bone for different reasons. Ron's own mouth had signed his own death warrant. Enid's health was in question also, but Ron was a dead man no doubt about it! As soon as either woman could get to him."STOP THIS DAMN SHIT RIGHT NOW!.