As Rodger appeared from behind the low fence, he was weeding in khaki shorts and vest"He..Hello Nikki he stammered, I smiled and replied "Hi Rodge how...are you are you cooking for yourself? I asked. Silence he was struck dumb as I untied the sarong and reclined in my lounger. "Yes Tak...tak...tits Takeaways mainly! He has developed a speech impediment stammering poor man, I thought."You sunbathing in that outfit" he asked. Aha it's french do you like it Rodge?"Wow really shows off your curves". And don't try to be a hero or I'll shoot." Isabelle did as she was told. She tied a knot on both her wrists. Manuel quickly came to her side. He climbed on top of the bed. He placed one leg over her left arm while tying her right arm to the upper bed post on its right. He then got off her left arm and tied her left wrist towards the bed post to its upper left. Isabelle was completely naked. Spread-eagled. Tied up in bondage. Helpless and the beauty of it was that he coudl rape her without. Even glad that my miniskirt was micro. I sat where he showed me and listened while he told me of what his organization did. Which was basically providing saucy Kissogram in various costumes for birthdays and such? I came back to earth as he explained there was a no sex rule between customers and employees. All I could do was smile, inside my soul was cumming just listening to his voice. He showed me a selection of outfits I was expected to wear they were very provocative. Some so skimpy you. Yes the door was green. You paid to go through a turnstile, then into a smallish hallway lined with doors, most of which were open. Inside each door was a small closet size room: maybe 3 x 4 feet. A built-in wooden bench was on one wall opposite a coin operated TV screen with a few controls. The three of us squeezed onto the bench and fed the TV some quarters. The speakers were busted and you had several channels/ videos to choose from. All of them were bad. Plus we could not stop.