Britney thought maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if Donna found her. She picked up her pace wanting to get home as fast as possible and into inescapable ...estraints.Donna checked the apartment once more seeing if she had forgot anything, Tonight her and Britney were supposed to go out but that all depended on if Britney fell for her trap or not. She knew about Britney’s self bondage activities since last semester when she had found a handcuff key tied to a string and looped around the metal. ”“You’re sure?” I asked.“Of course I’m sure, or I wouldn’t have asked you.”Dana bounced over to me and gave me a big hug. I refrained from asking her to be careful with the glasses.“You’re just so awesome to let me come.”Dana walked back to the jeep.“Would you like to do something really awesome?”She turned around.“Can you drive?” I asked.“Yes,” Dana said.“A standard?”“Yes,” she replied, cautiously.“Then, you’re getting in the wrong door,” I said.Dana stared at me, as if she didn’t understand. He asked if we ever tried swinging. I told him no, but we discussed it. He said what made us not try it. I told him I was OK with her trying other guys but she wasn't OK with me trying other women. He said really? You would be OK with her and another guy? I said yes, but he was not to discuss this with anyone else. He said Scouts honor. He then asked if she ever did it with another guy. I scrutinized my answer and then said you can not tell her I said anything, OK? he said sure. I told him she. It came with 6 Jet skis that were easily launched from a hydraulic lift similar to Stan’s yacht. This one was much bigger. There were two ‘dinghys’ that were actually high powered Zodiacs that were set up to pull water skiers. They had windsurf boards, kayaks, huge inner tubes and more assorted floats than I could list.It had a gym room that would make most health clubs envious. The engine room had two monstrous diesel engines and one small one to power the generator when the main engines.