She woke up to a start with a well placed boot to her side. As she tried to struggle up, she noticed that her hands were tied behind her back with the...very whip she had so effectively used earlier. She also noticed that she was surrounded by three leather clad figures. One smiling down at her so sickeningly innocent, while two were glaring down at her with all hatred behind leather masks.?Wakey . . .wakey Helen? said the smiling Luisa, her supposed partner and one time bff. ?We don’t want you. This guy was called Marco and I told him that somehow I had mislaid my wallet or left it behind.The guy was not that sympathetic with us and told me that this always happened and that he was fed up with tourists trying it on. He told us that we could both go and work in the kitchen and help clean up for the rest of the night. I imagined my wife in high heels, mini skirt and her tight top in all that mess with the kitchen staff around her sensual body…But then to my astonishment; Ana walked. Still, at least you've got your looks to fall back on" she said angrily, watching her barbs sink home.Father Meek again tried to lift himself up, and moved his left arm towards them."Here - let me try with my one good hand and see if that works".They both moved their heads together and he rested his hand across their temples as Julie tried to quell her anger at Terry. Father Meek tried hard to compose his thoughts, and searched for that familiar feeling he had been so used to but nothing came. Marion followed.Seconds later they were in the kitchen, the door closed. Marion said, "Now listen here my girl. Jonathan certainly isn’t going to agree to being spanked like that.” “Really Mother, I do know that!” Marion put her finger up and silenced her 42 year old daughter then said, “And anyway you were even more rude to me that Jonathan was to you.” Carol shrugged her shoulders and said, “No matter about that Mother. I am trying to get Jonathan to understand 21 is not too old to.