(alter?)... and she found she could only move a few inches up or down. No side to side movement was allowed no matter how she tried. At last becoming ...larmed, she sought to free herself from her bonds, tugging and twisting with all her might. For her trouble, she received sharp pain and blood flow as the ropes that secured her bit deeper into her skin.Exhausted, she lay still. Distant voices began to filter through to her and she looked around, though there was nothing to see. Lita panicked,. Don’t forget I leave Sunday afternoon and will be home on Friday night.’ ‘I won’t. But I’ll miss you.’ ‘I’ll miss you too dear.’ Throughout the whole conversation there was no eye contact from Jane. It was as if she was hiding something. I decided then and there that I would go to the Golden Hind that Sunday afternoon and just see if she turned up there. That day at school I made a few discreet enquiries about this course and a new school management system. Noone could tell me anything about. I blush, ashamed, concerned that my greediness has resulted in this decision to teach me better.Then a warm, firm, commanding voice says "How you please me, little one. Time to rise."I stand, feeling the liquid run and place I both hands behind my back, one crossed over the other.Again, silence. My breathing is heavier now. I decide to peek just a little in the crack of the blindfold, seeing only male leather shoes to my right. Where is the woman in the stiletto heels and who is she?Both of my. "I've being waiting for this for the last 24 hours." She said with a bewitching smile. Her husband's eyes widening in anticipation.She bent down her cleavage as deep as the sea and tapped a long nail on his nose cheekily."The sleep honey. I mean the sleep."A million miles or so away, distance and time increasing experientially was the bugs' mother craft. The huge cylinder hold vibrated with the power of nearly 300 aroused souls. Bugs monitored the row after row of coffin like capsules each one.