It was 3 days later when the phone rang and I answered it to find Mistress at the other end, “You will come to me in exactly one weeks time, you wil... buy yourself some lingerie from your local Summers shop and wear it under your normal clothes when you visit, Mention my name in the shop and they will give you a discount and advise you on what to buy, also no masturbating and No Orgasms till your visit.” Click, the phone went dead.I was gob smacked, she wanted me to go into my local Sex Shop and. What was he doing? The drug must have taken effect because I must have passed out. When I awoke, he had me stripped naked and handcuffed to the bed. When I started to get my senses back, I start yelling at him."He was calling me slut, bitch, whore, just about every vile name he could think of. When I started screaming, he took his filthy underwear and jammed it in my mouth. I wanted to vomit but was unable to with his shorts in my mouth. He then reached in his bag and pulled out a safety razor. " Being kooky is the only way to travel," said Sandy. "Now how about a top for Nancy?" Find one of Bob's sweat shirts. That'll cover her like a blanket." Neat, then we'll get all the attention. Sorry to have to hide those gorgeous knockers of yours, Nancy. Unless you want to rethink the topless idea. Kidding, just kidding."Sandy returned with a short-sleeved, light-gray, cotton pull over. "Long sleeves would waterlog you, and you might drown. Ha, ha. Try this on."Nancy slipped it over her head.. Secretaries are cute, but I grow bored very quickly. "Can we go?" I demanded. "Sure," she said quietly. She tossed the flowers on the table beside the door and we walked to my car - a Jeep Cherokee. Tough for women in skirts and heels, but there's no other vehicle for a real man. We got to the opera just in time for the first act. I sat through it, bored as could be, and contemplated the fun to be had later. As the lights went up for the conclusion of the first act, Jenny asked if we.