"Glad you came out of the house?" Liz asked.After seeing the deer, the rope bridge as well as the wonders of the outdoors. I was glad I wasn't cooped ...p inside my house. "Yeah," I nodded. "Thank you." Wait until tomorrow," Liz said as she fell asleep.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~~ ~ ~ ~"You were right," I said as I looked at the wondrous sight before me. We had reached the top of the mountain. The view was breathtaking. I could see the other mountains in the distance, as well as the winding road below that went. It's legal." He looked from me to Ambrose and back to me again, smiling his crooked grin."Which way?" I asked."I bet you'd lose at least a hundred, even money." Shit," I said. I felt my stomach turn over and sink."How was I to know I'd end up pitching for Washington?" He waved his hands."You can't bet on baseball," said Mr. Ambrose quietly, his fingers now clamped together before him. "You ever hear of Pete Rose?" But I never bet on a game," he cried, waving his hands. "Not one fucking game.". Quickly her shirt, bra, pants, and panties came off. While they were doing that Roselyn was yelling "HEYYY!!! HEYYY!!!! ¿Qué carajo?!?! They throw her onto the table and begin restraining her limbs. Roselyn nashes her teeth them but they continue their work. She is now strapped in. Megan walks over to Roselyn with the massager but before she did anything she shows it to the observers and explains its purpose. Megan says "I am now going to tie this to Roselyn's clitoris and massage her nerve. Your hands find the bottom of my dress and your nails slowly scratch my sides up to my bra. You find the clasps and undo them, freeing me from my fabric enclosure. My dress falls to the dusty dirt floor and I am free.Your fingers find my nipples and squeeze them seductively. My nipples are more alert than anything in this cemetery… minus your manhood. I place my hands on the wall, signaling my readiness for you while the rough concrete awakens my senses. I part my legs and hear your zipper.