I happen to agree with the assistant. ‘Why dont you try it on?’ Says the assistant. ‘Take your husband in with you and I’m sure he’ll give y...u his honest opinion’. ‘Good idea’, I say. And I’m grinning like a chehire cat as I gently guide you into a changing booth. I close the door behind us and turn to face you. I take a deep breath and place my hand behind your neck and pull you in and give you the longest deepest kiss that I’ve ever given in my life. You moan softly in to my mouth and our. But the part that confused her the most, and the part that must have been noticed by those most close, was that she was allowing it!What if her husband turned, right now, and saw what they were doing? Saw what she was allowing this stranger to do! To her and she studied his protective back. Behind which she was firmly lodged being protected except for the hand that had somehow breached the defence his defence her defences. She would have to do something about it, of course.Though perhaps not. With keys ready, hoping that the woman inside he was expecting had not secured it within, he made for the door. There was a choice. The use of a metal lock key or an electronic slash card. Again, he was in hope that either would work. Turning the lock he pushed open the door slowly and noticed Saskia immediately. She was tied up, knees close to her chin and wrists tied firmly, a black nylon stocking in her mouth used as a gag. She made warning noise as her eyes stared at with desperation at. "Can I sit with you for a minute?" Sure," I answered as smoothly as possible. I stood, nearly knocking the bar stool to the floor as I tried to play the part of true gentleman. I grimaced, quickly moving behind the girl to pull a stool away from the bar for her. I sat quickly and carefully to avoid any further embarrassment."Thanks," she said. I realized the stool I had pulled out was in use, and quickly picked my coat up off the seat next to me, holding it in my lap as I watched the girl sit.