It was difficult for many reasons, but the most pressing problem at the moment were the high heels. That and the fact that she was blindfolded . . . a...d her hands were tied behind her back. Whatever the main problem was, the entire situation made it difficult. The twins were masters at pushing her buttons, but now she was beginning to think they were going too far. They had stripped her down, tied her hands behind her back, and made her wear the high heels before showing her the 20-pound. Can you shed any light?" I- I think so Miss Lane Ma-am," I whispered as my memory of the previous night came flooding back."Speak up child! Can you kindly explain the dirty disgusting stains up the front of these panties? Look! They?re nearly to the waistband?" She thrust the offending knickers into my face."Y- Yes Miss Lane Ma-am," I stammered nervously."Oh I?m quite sure that you can. In fact we all know exactly how these stains occurred. The questions we now ask are these. One, -Why were you. " "How can I? He's part of this Gary. He's one of them. Me? That's one thing. I've made a choice. I'm here for the long haul, because I love you. I still have to hide it from people like them. We are all exposed now. I sure hope he told you something that lead you to believe that he can be trusted Gary. That's all I can say." She turned and sat, arm folded and stared out at the HOV traffic clearly visible on the HOVWays over the city as they flew home; each roadway in the sky, at each altitude. I pulled him towards me until he was stretched out on top of my bod, which pinned me to the rubber underneath and felt pretty good too. All and all I didn't think it was a bad deal, but for some odd reason Michael wasn't so thrilled. Of course, the fact that I was still yanking on his hair might have had something to do with it."Yeow!"He tried to pull away, but that wasn't an option as far as I was concerned. If I was going to fall off this damn whatever, so was he. But that really wasn't my.