Ken grabbed the bag from the trunk of the limo, "I'm going to put Mal's stuff in the cabin ladies, we'll be back after I change her clothes." Ken turn...d and headed toward cabin 6."Hold up Ken, not that one." Marcia yelled, then she pointed to the first of the larger cabins, #7. "We moved your stuff over there while you were gone. I think you'll find a few more surprises as well to welcome Mallory to her new home."Ken smiled and threw the strap of the bag over his shoulder. He then took his. She went to the van and got the lube and our toys. She wanted to tie me up but we were still without clothes and out in the open next to a canal. So, she decided to tie me up in the van with me facing out the side doors looking out at the canal. My ass was facing the canal where if someone came up the canal, they would see me. We had put a blanket over the doors so she could cover me up if need be or so she said. So, I was blindfolded and my feet were tied to the top of the van and my legs. “She’s already here.” I look at her with a puzzled expression. She points with her eyes and a nod of her head. I look over my shoulder and their sitting by the AGA is the barmaid dressed in her tight fitting but respectable shit and trouser suit, I’ve seen before. I recover my composure and, just as I would do fully dressed, extend my hand and shake Julie’s hand. She ‘undresses me with her eyes (if you know what I mean) and says, “Hi, Jill says that you’re settling in well and have got more. She opened it. Its a letter. To Raj Kinsley, Agent Wild Hawk, Special Commandos, RAW Dear Raj, I congratulate you on the success of your recent assignment. You might have succeeded in missions much difficult to this one but this is truly a special one. The top intellegence still ponders on how the top most commander of the ISI in India aquired a position of such importance and such prestige in our country’s administration. Had he not been dealt with in this manner he might even have gone on to.