And now we met, and it's just like..I dunno..." I pause again. Then suddenly I mentally say fuck it, and decide to just come out with it."OK Kayla. La...ely, I've been having this feeling all the time. I've been wishing I was much younger...and that you were my mother!" I look at her, waiting expectantly for whatever she's going to say. I am already bracing myself for a negative response.She sighs. "Actually, I've had something I want to tell you too. Since you were so brave and direct in telling. She had left them to have an early night. We all chatted and got on great. When she went to the ladies room, my wife, who is usually up for some fun on the occasions we get the chance, asked whether I would be up for inviting her back to the room to see where things led. No prize for guessing my answer!We chatted on with the talk getting sexier and sexier. Eventually we all staggered back to our room. By the time I had locked the door, my wife and Laura were kissing hotly on the bed. I let them. That's almost four hours of movies. We started with the movie about spiders. While it was going through the titles, I got up turned down the lights and got some water for us."Thank you Marty," she said with a peck on my cheek. "You remember how easily I scare. I may have to hold you tight to protect me from the spiders."So ... this is a setup?"Thanks Cassandra. I'll protect you from any spiders," I said."I don't ever remember you calling me by my full first name before. I kind of like it," she. This rope was tossed over the tall tree limb and Anja was pulled onto her toes. The Wakambas leader appeared in front of her and with a toothy grin. ?Mala has forbidden us from breaking you,? he said. ?She wants that pleasure for herself. But she did not say we could not torture you.?Anja groaned as Wakambas warriors grabbed her legs and began tying ropes around each of her ankle ankles. A piece of bamboo about 3-feet long was tied between her ankles, spreading her legs. Anja’s leather top was.