It started. Hi! To everyone out there thatmight pick up this broadcast. I need help. And please ignore my previousramblings. Even when the antenna doe...n't have enough juice fortransmission speaking to it is the only way to hear my own voice. Well,not my voice. My original one is unavailable as much as the rest of mybody.Sorry. This must all be confusing to you. Please let me start over. Myname is Moric Gyulay. Right now you must be wondering. Moric is a guysname. I don't sound like a guy. More. So I walked toward the door and followed Jim down the hall, with Mike behind me. As if just one of them wouldn't have been enough to make short work of a skinny 5'9" guy like me. We got into the elevator and Mike pressed "PH" after inserting a keycard in a slot above the top row of floor buttons. We rode up in silence.On the penthouse floor, we got out and turned right. Signs indicated that the Presidential and Monarch suites were to the left, but the right was just a service corridor,. Next I felt him put his hands under my back and unlock the handcuffs. He pulled my arms out and I felt him lock a band around each wrist. The material felt like leather. Then he pulled my left arm up to my left, and I heard locks being applied. I tried moving my left arm, and found I couldn’t. Next he did the same to my right arm. Apparently they were locked to the top bed frame corners.I felt my feet being released and the ankle cuffs removed. I next felt the same treatment being done to my. We went downstairs, after we got dressed, and had another beer They both indicated they enjoyed it and she saw me to the door and gave me a big kiss and thanked me as I left. We met once again a number of months later and this time we just stayed in the living room of the cottage using the settee. Bob again just watched as Alison and I got undressed and started to enjoy each others body.I lay on the settee and she played with my cock and sucked it. I asked Bob if he was going to join us and he.