Once it was eaten, we moved with our refreshed coffees to the living room and sat together on the couch. “Gerald, I want to go with you tomorrow mor...ing. You need to plan on my presence. I want to be with you and have you with me as much as you’re willing.”“Then, that will be a lot, Beth. I’ve enjoyed today. I look forward to you going with me tomorrow and worshipping God and thanking Him for your presence.”“I understand, Gerald. I want to thank God for your presence and to get to know Him. My nipples were on fire and I was pretty sure so were Kathy's. Then they turned us around so now we were back to back.Then they made the winch pull up the cable until we wereback up on our tip toes again. We were both tired and just kind of hung their limply atfirst. Steve took come cord and tightly bound my tits.Keith did the same to Kathy and then he poured some oilon Kathy's tits and Steve did the same to me. The cord wastight and my tits were bulging out and he took his timerubbing in the. Plus there was the mystery of her bald slave girl and French servant; what was that all about? And of course there was Samantha, who had orchestrated the whole thing. Serena had always assumed that she was an average suburban housewife — but obviously there was more to the story.It excited Serena to learn that this wild lesbian underground had been happening so close by, just out of sight. And she had the feeling she had just scratched the surface. She was eager to learn more, but she had to. Onday, October 8, 1979Missy, Jude and I were in deep rapport the next morning when Beth surprised us by coming in and joining us. She sat on the loveseat across from us and waited for us to realize she was there. I said. she laughed. Sharon went out to buzz Sarah in at the gate and in a few minutes they came out to the deck where we were relaxing. Sarah looked at least ten years younger and I told her so. Ken said. Sharon asked. Ken said. Bonnie said. I said and everyone else agreed. Tim.