The past ten years held changes for us both; new cities for both of us, lovers coming and going, jobs changing, even personal growth, but nothing took...the place of the time we shared nor the desire to share more. Your invitation for a weekend escape arrived in your typical mysterious fashion; a simple envelope with brief instructions.Do not open until you are at the airport.Arrive on February 12 at 8:30 am.Pack lightly, just a carry-on. Be sure to bring the mask, your newest lingerie gift, red. Angry with her for screaming, the man pulled June by the rope around her neck into a nearby bedroom and threw her down onto the bed.He slapped her tits hard and June gave out a muffled scream and began to sob. The man got some rope and tied June's ankles together. "When I come back bitch I am going to rape you and torture your tits. You are going to suffer a lot of pain for screaming out like that".June nodded in fear, she had never felt so scared and sick and lonely, she wanted to go home to. As he got close, I turned around to dance for him and noticed I could strattle the bench and put my little muff right up in the air and spread my lips. I ran my finger between my lips and spread them wide. I was so close to the hole that I could feel his breath on me and I was getting even juicier. He stuck his tongue out at me and I buried my first two fingers in my twat and withdrew them. He held his position and I put my fingers in his mouth. He sucked them in eagerly and licked them all. “Sleep well?”“Not particularly,” I admitted. “A lot on my mind.”“Second thoughts?” Jennifer asked, somewhat anxiously.“None at all,” I said, shaking my head. “Just the opposite -- really, really hoping that I get approved as Riley’s Expert.”Jim nodded. “Great. Well, let’s head off the ship. I’ve made you an appointment with a local doctor. Jennifer and I will take care of the financial arrangements, and then we’ll leave you at the doctor’s office, and see you back on the ship this afternoon.”We.