Each time she pressed her hip harder against Franks shoulder while placing the fingertips of her left hand gently on the back of his neck. Frank had ...tarted touching her intimately. At first he put his arm around her waist and pull her body tighter against his. Then he cupped her ass cheeks. Soon he started holding her against his body with one arm while he slid his other hand inside her open dress to caress her sensitive inner thighs. She moaned softly as she glanced over at me. Watching. The little cabin began to ring with her howls and the regular slap of a palm striking soft flesh. He talked as he spanked her. His voice mocking; "What a fat little bottom you have, is it feeling hot?" "Nice girls don't give their panties to boys and let them touch their privates, now do they?" "Is that stinging a bit, well good, maybe it'll teach you a lesson." "Why are you so wet between your legs? I think you might be enjoying this a bit too much." . I gagged and coughed. He took them out and I heard him rummaging around looking for something. I felt him grab my wrists. He pulled them over my head and tied them together. He then tied the end of the rope around my neck. I couldn't move them. The pressure on my shoulders was almost immediately unbearable, but if I tried to move them, the rope would dig into my neck, making it impossible to breathe.I could feel him watching me for a moment, enjoying my torment. Then he turned the ignition on. Unless they asked obscure questions about Renaissance era Italian poets. In any case, I was doing well and winning pots of virtual money when a Santa Claus, complete with a full red suit came into Herb's and planted himself down on the barstool next to me.I shouted "Unclean!" and made the universal ablutions to ward off evil and moved over to another barstool. The swine moved over and again sit next to me. It was moments like this that I despaired for my state, that the liberal wankers at the.