I suggested that she wait until I was up and had everything prepared. I also told her that I would turn on the heater, when she decided to get out of ...he sack. I told her that we couldn't leave it on too long, or the walls would begin to drip.The air was just as cold as I expected, when I finally crawled out of my bag. The big surprise was when I put on my boots. They were actually not that cold. It was a very pleasant surprise. I noticed that the snow had blown around during the night and had. Such was the case on one trip when a newly married couple joined the boat in Seattle for a trip up the Inside Passage, a famous route followed by most US fishing boats going through Canada to Alaska and back.Janine was 23 y/o. She was maybe 4'11', about 90#, very pert and cute with a smile that would raise the dead. She was an avid hiker, runner, and SCUBA diver, and was in splendid shape. Her husband, Gene, had been on the swimming team at his university. Like his wife he had blonde hair. Only the girl bound to the recliner wasn't herself. It was Pam. Her tinyarms were bound to the arms of the chair just as Chrissy's now were, but therest of her bondage was much more elaborate. A wide black collar was aroundher neck and appeared to be attached to the headrest of the chair, keepingher head from thrashing about. Her long red hair was tied in a topknot ponytail,standing nearly straight up to make room for a criss-crossing of black leatherstraps that harnessed her face, culminating. They guided me outside, warning me of steps and then led me out to the driveway and it seemed like we were going to the back yard, though I wasn’t sure. I heard a door open and was led inside before I was told to take the blindfold off.I pushed it up onto my forehead and looked around. We were in the garage, but they’d hung up a heavy bag and set up a rack of free weights and a couple of multi-purpose machines.“Oh, wow!” I said, stunned. “Guys, this must have cost a fortune!”“Not really,” Hanna.