Probably a bra. She laid back down on the couch with her feet up on my lap, started the movie again and said, “ok its your turn first.” I absently...and softly rubbed her feet over her socks, checking carefully for the quarter. Then rubbed up both sides of her legs, slowly, methodically, every inch. I was remembering just how hard it was to find this quarter, especially through jeans. Nothing. I shifted to the other side. She was laying on her front. I stroked and pressed her back and up both. Despite everything that was going on, I found myself strangely aroused by my circumstances. As I struggled to free myself I slowly realized two things. One, that I couldn’t escape if I wanted to, so strong was this man. And two, that I didn’t want to escape. Santa could have had me anyway he pleased and I would have been powerless to stop him, even though I didn’t want him to stop. “I don’t believe you”, he said. Putting his right hand on my leg and caressing it gently. “I think you. Ariel took the flowers into the kitchen, pulled a large vase out of the cupboard and put water in it. She removed the plastic and tissue paper from the bouquet and put them into the vase of water. She carried the vase into the living room and placed it on the mantle above the fireplace. Jack was sitting on the couch looking at one of Ariel's horse magazines.When she turned around after putting the vase on the mantle, she smiled as he patted the couch cushion beside him. She walked over and sat. The drive was nice (although it was dark) and Mike and I talked about everything on the way up.When we arrived at the lodge our room was absolutely FREEZING. We hadn’t eaten on the way up so unloaded the car and went down town to the local pub which was open and had a light dinner (which kinda seemed like leftovers from the kitchen). At the lodge is a private hot tub which you can book but it closes at ten PM, otherwise we would have saved our appetite for each other.Returning to the lodge the.