All throughout the movie Staci fidgeted and would constantly "adjust our blanket", and each time she would let her hand graze my upper thigh. A few ti...es her fingers would actually graze my swollen, tender, nylon covered mound. It seemed that she would tremble after each little accident, so I asked her if she was still cold, but all I got back was a choked "no". I knew from the start that those touches were no accident, and the thought of those were little secret caresses got me wetter each. My left ankle soon followed and I realized with a sinking heart that Sylvia would soon have me secured to the stretcher without ever freeing more than one limb at a time.She quickly tightened the stretcher's built in straps at my knees, waist, and chest. Finally the rope connecting my collar to the headboard was untied and a strap was buckled around my forehead, holding my head firmly against the stretcher. Sylvia left the room and returned shortly pushing a dolly. Maneuvering my. There was nothing under that shirt except Sam. My apron covered my boobs except for serious peek-a-boo from the side and whenever I moved. My butt was exposed, covered only by the apron tie ribbons.His shirt looked like if (it had better be when) he gets an erection his manhood would pop right out.I started the microwave for the potatoes and the stovetop for the steak. He wanted to hug. We hugged and kissed. I could feel a bulge growing between his legs. I warned, “We can’t take too long or we. The clipped alto of the dangerous female rang out. "Number One is in Group A."Number Two came forward more readily, when her name was called. She was placed in Group B.They went down the list, dividing the captives into two groups. Most went to "A". Only a third were put in "B".When Number Seven was called, Angela whispered, "that's me. Wish me luck."The pharmacist staggered forward, accidentally knocking down a couple of the other prisoners.She was put in Group B.Number Sixteen, Miranda, was.