His arms were molded around the two girls. It had been a long time since he had two girls in his arms and for a brief moment he flashed back to the pr...vious fall when these same two girls were under his arms in Vancouver. Then he thought about Jennifer and Ann. He had not thought of Ann very much this past winter - the pain she had caused him and Jennifer was significant but now, as he lay with two beautiful girls in his arms, he thought of when he was together with Ann and Jennifer in the. Our next two shots missed. In both cases, the shot fell just a bit short.The problem was that the gate was too small a target for our trebuchet. The rock fell at such a steep angle that it was very difficult to hit an object as small as the gate when it was standing vertically. We quickly concluded that our third shot had been pure luck. Now I knew why the trebuchet had always been aimed at a wall. The wall was a big target and sloped back so that the attack angle was a lot more favorable.. So I stood like a statue and allowed Alexandra to wash the front half of me. Again she started with my neck but was soon on my boobs. The girls were already on high alert with the sensation of sponge being almost unbearable. Plus it seemed to spend way more time in the region than what was needed just for proper cleaning. I was dreading the thought of the sponge reaching the lower part of my body. The hormones and adrenalin had my body on the edge and an orgasm was lurking close at hand just. What was it? What was it?‘In the name of God’. That was it! She knew how to make him stop! She opened her mouth to speak, but to her horror what came out , though barely a whisper, was:“Harder...”No! That wasn’t what she meant to say! She tried to open her mouth again but nothing came out but a low groan. She heard a small sound...the rope dropping to the floor? Had he somehow understood her real intention and stopped? Was he going to untie her now?The pain that suddenly bloomed across.