"I stood quietly."Did you break his trigger finger as I asked?" said the captain."No sir, didn't have the friggin' time with lady fainting and all," t...e corporal said."Do it now," said the captain, smiling up at me. "Untie him."The knots came free, and Roberts pulled out my right arm while I shook the left one to try to get it working. The soldier held my right hand against the wall and struck my forefinger twice with his heavy, wrought iron cutters. I think I yelled and know I called him a. What I saw just while walking around showed me that this festival was going to be one hell of a ride. Ropes ending with leather cuffs were being tied to trees at the edge of a small copse. Tables were set up around the site covered in fruit and vegetables like bananas, cucumbers and carrots. Small bottles of alcoholic drinks and bowls full of condoms were mixed in as well. Large bonfires were placed all around the camp with some of them covered with metal frames, large joints of meats ready to. " He moved closer to me and added:, "A very closefriend."Then he kissed me. I felt like crying again, but as I felt his arms goaround me I seemed to melt into him. I had my arms around his neck as wekissed harder. Greg did not know why he was so attracted to me, but eventhough he knew that I was actually a male like him, I was so much more agirl that he had a hard time keeping that thought in his mind.Especially when he was with me, kissing me, talking to me, or just beingin the same room as I. .. no penis stroking or sexual foreplay. It was just a quiet and relaxed moment lying between the woman’s natural pillows as the day drifted away. The guys just loved it and so did Merci Poata. It seemed to fulfil some deep maternal instinct to have someone resting between her breasts for pure comfort and not sex.Thinking about these things made Keith forget momentarily that he had guests to attend to. When he was back in the moment he gave a mumbled apology and asked again, “So ... what ....