He folded it, put it in a card envelope, and handed it to me. “You’re all set, Mr. Gainsborough. William will take care of you this evening, and y...ur table is reserved for 7:00. Is there anything else I can do for you?”I could feel that Sara was clearly uncomfortable, feeling exposed and vulnerable, which was precisely what I was hoping for. “Yes, do you have a map with the hiking trails, and the phone number for the trail head Ranger’s cabin?”“Certainly.” He dipped down, and pulled out some. That even though she was forced, he loved her and wanted her love in return. But she wasn’t free anymore. He was wrong. He didn’t own her and he sure as hell didn’t love her. Even if he did, she would never love him. Fed up with his presumptions and beliefs, she shoved him off her with surprising strength, using a short jab to his balls to throw him off as she lept from the bed, snatching her dress as she ran from his room. She didn’t stop running until she was safely locked in her own room. I was flapping the towel to get it right when I heard a voice from behind me, "Hello Christy, I was hoping you would come down. Did you enjoy the view?" Dani giggled.I turned around and stood there looking at Dani as she leaned over the fence. Reaching behind my back I pulled at my bikini strings and my top fell to the ground and I stood there hands on my hips, my tits out and nipples hard in the cool breeze, looking at Dani. I had to play this right, ... this situation ... if I didn’t want it. ‘Good one!’ John said as he flip-flopped away across the damp pine needles. The woman backed up a few steps and stood there, staring into the hellish, stench-filled darkness of the outhouse, wondering why she had agreed to go on the company retreat. Mary didn’t like camping much. She’d never really tried it, truth be told, but the superficial tastes she’d gotten of that kind of ‘outdoorsy’ stuff had never been very positive. The company retreat was legendary for its ‘earthiness’, and she’d.