She looked different. I went and opened the door. "Hi" she said and walked past me into the bar. I watched her walk in and put her handbag behind the ...ar. She took off her jacket and I noticed she was wearing a tight white blouse, and even though there was a bra there too, I could clearly see her nipple mounded on small but very pert breasts."I need to take a shower, will you be ok for a little while?" I said as I walked behing the bar. "No problem, see you soon" she replied as she started. I could feel the rush of her unsettled exhalations by her little moaning. Her hair moved on her chest as she moved her head from one side to another. She pushed her boobs up and tried to roll her lips across them. Her heavy breathing made me mad and I started to stroke frantically.The ultimate journey began as she began to stroke her pussy more aggressively. She was sitting near me. I was watching her from the screen of my eyes. I was also doing the same. Her body raised. Her boobs juggled in. ‘Right, well Lily, thing is, that, um, Oh god, how am I going to say this?’ he was painfully embarrassed, and then it hit me as to why. ‘Oh my goodness, you can see inside my bedroom can’t you?’ I asked He looked at me, stopped moving, answered, ‘Yes’ I stood staring back at him, motionless, both of us caught up in a brief moment of understanding and pathos. ‘I just thought you might want to know, you know, to make sure your windows and curtains were closed.’ David suggested. Another silence. Adam followed Alan behind a curtain hung in a corner and saw one of the as yet unused devices from the basement room. He was first bent over a cushioned table, ass out and available and with space for his dick to hang free and be used if wanted. Alan clamped Adams ankles to the table legs so that he was unable to move. His head and shoulders hung over the edge of the table and his head and wrists were placed in a stockade-like device so that his head and hands hung from a hole and the device.