"No! No don't! Nooooooooo!" she shouted as they forcefully pulled her arms above her head, easily overwhelming her resistance. Shit. She had asked for...this, hadn't she. Shit, shit, shit. Be careful what you wish for, indeed. That, and always arrange a safe word. Tentacles took hold of her legs before she could even attempt to close them. They wrapped around her body and hoisted her into the air like every other girl that struggled futilely against them."Since you asked, I only go as far as I do. Why are the three of you wanting to leave any how?"I explained that we would be leaving soon anyway but things had came to a head with Hebb's pedantic attitude. I told him about the ordering of supplies and how I had direct contact with the producers, about his insinuation that I was lining my own pockets and his attempt to make me work to his personal menu without any consideration to the choices the men wanted. I told him about his insulting remarks about Jess and how he threatened to give. “Where you from?” I asked, making conversation.“East Coast.” He replied, though I wasn’t convinced. Maybe East Coast by way of Jamaica. “What brings you here?” My curiosity piqued.“I heard this is a good place to get a good drink and... pick up some good ass.” He smiled as he said. I laughed at his bluntness. “You know normally you might be right but it is summer and all the students are home. Weekends are still a good time though.”He shrugged his shoulders. “And how come you’re here? No home. She turned and smiled and we kissed again. Then I had a thought and whispered, "Ok, not a word about last night, until we're home in our own home tonight and over a glass of wine, agreed"? "Really?", she asked in a very demure voice, "Ok but please, I need to know, are you still OK with everything that happened last night? Please tell me at least that." "Yes, I am, more than OK babe." I answered. Then she said, "Well, Ok, but first I just want to say something." "What?" I asked. "Just that you.