Nobody was coming and nobody except her was even looking at me. Emboldened, I walked over and sat right down next to her.“Hello mister. Like what ...ou see?” she said, with just a bit of sassiness in her voice. I could barely croak out an answer, but it was yes. I ran my eyes up and down her body and she imperceptibly spread her legs apart and then took a long lick off her ice cream.“So, mister, do you have a car? It's really...” she paused “hot out here.”I nodded yes and stood up and started. Everywhere I looked I saw naked men and woman. Suddenly I didn't feel nude any more, I felt like one of the crowd. Apparently a lot of other people knew we were new to this and introduced themselves. I had a hard time not staring at the men's cock when they shook my hand and said hello. I felt a tingling between my legs and felt my nipples spring to life as I was getting more turned on by the second. I looked at my husband and I could tell he was turned on by all the naked ladies and was. The handcuffs are then fastened onto her wrists keeping her hands secure behind her back. Gripping her shoulders he spins her back around and then pushes her back, so she falls back onto the bed. This is new, never has Bayard used handcuffs with either of us. Unclear of where this is going I stay rooted to the spot where I am standing as Bayard begins discarding of the Armani suit he is wearing. It isn’t until he is down to just his boxers that he speaks again. “Did hearing that I was. Ngoc Dinh Le had pleasured many a 'Women's Army Corps' servicewoman since her arrival in Cholon's notorious 'Red Light' District. She was a Captain in the Viet Cong and always took a perverted pleasure in 'FUCKING' an American 'DYKE' - Ho Chi Minh had been quite correct, the prostitute reassured herself, when he declared the 'Women's Army Corps' a corrupt collection of wanton prostitutes. She smiled wickedely."... I WANT YOU TO 'FUCK' ME, GIRL?" Sonya asked. She'd been 'BUSTED' in an illegal.