I found her weaknesses, including Michelle.“Who do you think really put the handcuffs idea in Michelle’s head, dear? Me! I told her what Danielle ...id to you and she just broke down sobbing. She blamed herself for telling Danielle in the first place. Then I comforted her, made love to her, and we hatched our plan. I also told her to keep my involvement out of it and pretend not to know very much about me.“I also told her that if she hadn’t told Danielle, none of us would know how evil she really. Martin drove to the cabin and backed the van up to the covered veranda. The three captives were quickly escorted into the cabin by Brian before Martin gathered what little luggage they had stowed in the space below the fitted mattress. The cabin was quite big with three separate bedrooms each with a pair of solid wooden bunk beds. There was a rudimentary kitchen with a cooker powered with bottled gas. There was only one internal door. It led to the bathroom with its flush toilet, a hand basin. ”I followed the girl down to the manager’s office. She opened the door.“You can go in. Good luck!”“Thanks.”I walked in and he stood up to greet me. He extended his hand which I shook.“Ms. Davis, nice to meet you. Rob wasn’t kidding you’re a beauty.”“Thanks.”“Sit down. Let’s get started.”“Tittie girls wear the basic outfit. White tank shirt, blue short-shorts, bra, stockings, slouch socks and white sneakers. We like the girls to wear their hair down and make sure to be made up. All the girls are. She was mad at herself for watching him and even more angry that she had let him see her watching. And angrier still that, even after he had seen her, she kept watching. But that was only part of it. There was something more to it. Why the hell had she watched in the first place? Any other time she would have averted her eyes and moved along quickly. What had compelled her to watch? There was something to it, she knew, but she couldn’t put her finger on it. It wasn’t really a voyeuristic.