Her body lay bent over the table,her feet, still clad in the toeless high heels she wore that day, wrapped tothe legs of the table. She knew she could...have lifted herself off the table,her breasts dangling, but she knew with her legs tied and her arms behind herback, she would have little chance to balance, and besides, the table offeredsome protection for her rounded bosom. Suddenly she felt a rope stretched across her back and under her tied armsand she pushed upward. She rose almost six. Meg was annoyed but surmised the young banker was merely being cautious about the possibility of it being used as evidence against her. Tom seemed to take a dimmer view being more familiar with the ways of high-born folk and looked at her with obvious pity written all over his ugly face. They retraced their steps to her residence in the market and she extracted a hefty purse from its hiding place behind the fireplace.A quick stop at the stable confirmed that both horses were still safe and. " No, god damn it no!" cried BJ.The bouncer ignored her, picked her up like a rag doll and laid her down on Frank's desk and fucked her while Frank stood next to the desk and fed her his cock for the third time that night. As we were leaving Frank said, "Drinks are on the house anytime you bring her in." You sir, have yourself a deal" I said as I shook his hand.BJ was quiet as we drove out of the parking lot and I said, "Cheer up sweetie. The night is young and we have been invited to a party.". ‘I pick truth.’ Lizzie answered and sat down cross legged on the floor, looking at Miranda’s naked body hungrily. ‘Ok…I got to make this a good one…’ Miranda wanted to ask something interesting, so that they could talk about whatever for a while. She had one in mind… but dare she ask it? ‘Do you ever masturbate? Like, finger yourself?’ She watched Lizzie’s face closely for a reaction. Lizzie stammered. ‘N-n-no! I- I mean, I’ve felt really… um, horny sometimes, but- I never really… did…’ Lizzie.