"I shuffle towards the door with my chin on my chest looking at the floor. I see Michelle at the door in the arms of another man a hand over her mouth...and another holding her close to his body. We make our way out to the front door where we are then blind folded and our hands tied. I hear a van's side door wheeled open and we are guided in. The drive takes what I estimate to be 30 minutes and we are then moved into a building. On the way I could over hear a conversation between one of the men. The cool wind turned into a refreshing breeze. Her running found a rhythm, a mesmerizing rhythm and she couldn’t help but fantasize about Niamf. She didn’t even know if that was his real name, or just his screen name, according to him it’s originally an Irish girls name, but his parents didn’t know that, so they named there baby boy Niamf. Anyway he could be here right now. He could be hiding behind that tree, or he could be waiting for her behind those bushes, or maybe he had been following. I ran down to the kitchen, opened a bottle of white wine, and returned to the bedroom with the wine and glasses on a small tray. I found the girls sitting naked, in bed, propped against the headboard. Alongside Clarice was a small duffle bag, tightly zipped. Their eyes danced, and their smiles broadened as I entered the room. Susan, on the near side of the bed, patted the open space alongside herself. I set the tray on the bedside stand, poured each of us a glass of wine, shrugged off my. After mere seconds I told them to open their eyes and face me.They both turned and both let out a whoop of joy.Because of the music they couldn't hear me remove my clothes. Under my suit I was wearing a full length sheer black crotchless cat suit, with white stockings over the top and a white suspender belt, the belt was attached to an under bust bra with thin straps. The black and white made my legs look dark grey, and with the white belt and bra, and black catsuit it was a very pleasing.