Dan smiled as Tina sat on the passenger seat, giving him her usual flash of bare pussy. “No bras or panties on this trip,” she smiled holding his ...and as he shifted gears.“Why are we stopping at the Quinte Mall?” she asked twenty minutes later.“I have something to show you before we got too far.”“Okay,” she smiled holding his hand.Dan loved her side profile of low, wide cut top, under an open light coat and non-existent hemmed short skirt. She smiled, gripping his hand, enjoying his eyes on. "What's happening? What's going on?" she asked, her voice on the edge ofpanic. I kept pumping the dildo into Maggie's wet cunt looking at the horror inher wide eyes as she watched her mother become my puppet. "You're going to gag yourself Meg," I said matter-of-factly, "then you aregoing to remove your clothes and tie yourself to the chair next to pretty Alicia." "No I Ummmmmppphh!!" she began. I'll give Meg credit, she tried hard to resist me, but even as her mind triedto shut me out her. As always in the tropics, the sun came up quickly. I stashed the rod in the holder, then went in search of my cap and sunglasses. Don told me not to bother, since we were almost to landfall. I brought in all the lines while he jockeyed us into another little island. This one was smaller. It had only three cabins and, obviously, no on-site manager.After a few minutes, in which I learned that my standard docking tie was deficient on several points, Don grabbed a tote and a backpack and headed up. And she was proud of herself for having turned back at the edge — not shied away, she told herself, but chosen to back off. She was a seasoned city dweller now, she told herself. She knew the ropes. She belonged.The Friday night before Olga turned 21 her friends and colleagues took her into town to celebrate. It was the night that she met him. He stood in the gloomy back of a bar they had visited after dinner. He was darker than the darkness around him — except for his eyes and the spotlight of.