Marjorie hummed softly to herself as she walked past me and out of the bedroom.The moment I thought she had left, I tugged at the chains that bound me...securely to the bed, trying to escape but knew it was impossible.Marjorie returned with a roll kitchen plastic cling wrap and smiled evilly at me.I tried to talk, to ask her what she was doing but the gag effectively muffled my pleas.‘Serena told me about this,’ Marjorie said calmly as she tore off a section of the plastic film. ‘She’s such a. I’m just loving seeing her large boobs and rounded ass in that costume. I start getting aroused, which is her intention I see. We start washing the car, Zel is soaping up the car and I’m washing it off with the hose. I can’t resist to see that costume wet and I start squiring water strait at the essential parts of her sexy body, she shrieks and throws the soapy bucket and water at me. Wow, I can’t believe what I’m seeing and look on in amazement. You look SOOO hot in that babe, I thought you. “Was he black?” she asked.“No, he was white,” I said.“I only date black guys,” She shook her head at me and then suggested it could have been Joe, her brother. She pointed out Joe and Kyle talking to her father. Joe was handsome, and Kyle was built like me.She looked flattered. I thought she had a boyfriend, though.“Checking out the girl next door, huh?” Claire smiled at me like she was impressed and said that I move fast.“No, I am just very observant,” I said. I knew it sounded geeky. I was. Onceinside they sat at the dining table, going over what had been found out.Margaret looked at Jason as the director spoke, "We don't think Frank gotthem any info on 'Eleanor' at all. Nothing is being picked up on thetaps, the informants, we do believe they are still searching for 'him'.We need to be sure."Jason smiled, "Send a couple to Dubai, let that credit card be used,spend it like water, then have them disappear for a few day, use it againin South Africa, as if he is trying to blend in.