But there is no Amber. I look back and see Pete walking up behind me. I still get into the truck. Pete puts me into Amber's position. He hogties me on...the floor. My pantyhose are pulling so tightly on my toes as they are forced forward and secured. My hear it really racing now. Pete leaves the truck and I am lying there totally helpless. I am gagged with that locking gag. I am blindfolded. I struggle trying to listen for Pete to come back. I hear the door open. I shake for a minute. Who is it?. "You know. The blokes that get medals. They always say 'Oh, the guys expected it of me' or something."Reg shrugged. This was becoming a bit difficult."Ooh, look out!" Yvonne leapt to her feet. "More comfortable now, Reg?" she asked loudly.Reg controlled his laughter as Yvonne plonked the jigsaw on his lap and hurried away.Five minutes later Sister wandered over. "Yvonne looking after you all right?" she asked. Her solemn face was belied by her twinkling eyes."Yes, thanks," replied Reg equally. In addition, she combined a pair of black nylon tights, which were not opaque, but in a slightly translucent black.The ballroom was already well filled, all parents, relatives and teachers were present, it should start soon.We hadn't seen each other before, everyone got ready at home and drove straight to the hall. The dance teacher gave a short speech, as did our year-year spokesman. Anna pulled me aside."I'm afraid…"“It'll be fine! I don't like dancing any more than you do, it won't be. Brian told Debbie that he unfortunately had a commitment that he couldn’t break but maybe they could do the ‘takeout’ on a different date. She told him she would keep that in mind.Dinner at Arlene’s was its usual top shelf. A small filet with a large lobster tail along with a cheese cauliflower was the fare. As usual the meal was excellent. Arlene was one hell of a cook and Brian told her so. He could tell she was pleased to hear his comments.When the table was cleaned and the dishes put in the.