”What would you do to have me?” she asked me. “How bad do you want me?” she already knew the answer before she even asked. “Do you want to t...ste me, Paul? Do you want to fuck me?” Even with her husband, my friend, right there, I said “Yes!” and moved towards her.”No, no, no, not yet!” if you want me, I want more of a show first. “You two are going to fuck.” Even as drunk as I was, it sounded insane. I was surprised that James didn’t protest more, really surprised. “Baby, come on.” was all he. “Hey, sailor!” she then signaled. “I'm up here.”“Sorry,” I apologized, a little embarrassed while shaking my head.“No problem—glad you like them... I guess when you wear something like this you don't really have the right to complain, do you?.”“No, I suppose you don't.”Tara laughed out loud. “You poor thing! With how I've been waving these things around, you've probably been daydreaming about what they look like all night, I'll bet.”I shrugged my shoulders again—it seemed to be a habit I was. She told me to stand on two bricks she had put on the floor and I did as I watched her walk over to our four-wheeler. As she walked to the front of it I groaned. She had made a loop in the rope and made me raise my hands up to in front of my face. She then attached the loop to the winch and turned the battery on to activate the winch. Seconds later I was standing on my toes on the bricks and hanging from my wrists. “Now you will learn. You see, I had planned on leaving you in the chastity. Two bedroom, two bath, kitchen and living/dining room with a full basement. The backhoe excavated to bedrock and the poured concrete walls went up from there. There was a three foot diameter heavy plastic pipe laid on the bedrock that encircled the foundation and fed the in-house heat and air-conditioning 67.5F average temperature air year round. The rotary drilled water well was 250 feet. The bitch had better water than the cabin did.The entire valley floor between the low hills was glacial.