It was pretty big, even in the folded up version. I had to hold my back to the door in order to get it out. When I finally did, we walzed outside to ...et it up. There was barely enough light from the sun as we set it up. I had a big backyard which was bordered at the end of our lot by a forest. I told Andrew that we should set it up right on the border, so we did, and we crawled in.After sitting in the tent for a little while, we decided to play a game. And what better game to play than. "Her husband's clone had nodded, and said, "Your husband agrees with us, and he warned us that you wouldn't give in easily, but you really don't have much choice. We're not going to be talked out of this, and your sense of duty won't let you blow us off, no matter how unprepared you think you are."He'd been right, and she'd eventually agreed. And now, here she was... Her reminiscing was abruptly shattered as a voice from the communications section. Wilson spoke loudly, but clearly, saying. She began breathing heavily through her nose, terrified of this new, unknown instrument of torture. As the strap was tightened to painful levels, she began to hyperventilate. Suddenly, she felt something cover her nose, and she could no longer breathe. She held her breath for what seemed like forever, and she knew she could not survive much longer. She began flailing, trying to breathe but succeeding only in punishing her already over-stretched muscles further. Finally, she could no longer hold. She is very keen on gardening and often stops to talk to me outside the house when she passes by. Her curtains are open but no lights on. However, by now there is enough daylight to see what is going on. With one quick movement, she peels her light cotton nightdress over her head and throws it on the bed. Underneath she is naked and I get a brief glimpse of her creamy, slightly grey rounded body as she turns and grabs a towel of a nearby chair and disappears out of the room, her large bare arse.