But Page had more to do.Willow's legs and waist straps were released and the chain on her collar was loosened, but her hands were not. Page also left ...he gag and blindfold in place."Slave, turn over." Page said.With some awkward struggling Willow managed to roll over on her stomach. When all was settled, Willow realized that her knees were off the end of the table and that the edge was pressing into her stomach. Her hands were still extended above her head and her breasts were pressed to the. Brad made arrangements with his local client to be a little forgiving about his time on site, explaining that he would also be in town the following week to complete the software implementation and testing by the Friday-week deadline. I’m sure there was a little BS thrown in there by way of an explanation for why the extension, but he assured me that there was no damage done.Mel prevailed on her parents to babysit for the weekend so she could come down for the sudden extended weekend. She’d. You don’t think I’d leave you two alone, do you?’ With that, I rose and walked towards Cammy. As I approached, I marveled at what she wore. I guess I was still getting used to seeing her out of her dojo uniform. Her blouse was sheer, and though she wore another shirt beneath, as I approached it allowed me a peek at the peak. Peaks, I should say. Such delightful buoyancy, such a gap there between! Not too large, not too small. The perfect handful… ‘Hi, Blaine,’ she said with a smile, craning her. Rhonda took her tiny key ring flashlight from her belt and illuminated the corners of the huge crate. The sarcophagus was bedded in a nest of sparking clean desert sand to prevent movement in transit. She noticed that the interior walls of the crate were lined with a vinyl like coating. Her momentary thought was to get that analyzed as well.Four of the customs crew began to scoop out the sand. They carefully preserved it in black rubber bags to prevent any biological contamination from escaping.