We decided Barb would go first, after removing her hogtie and ankle restraints, she was walked into the elevator and to the upstairs room. She remaine... gagged and blindfolded during this period.Once upstairs the wrist cuffs and blindfold were removed, she was then ordered to strip naked, or face severe torture. She complied without protest; her wrists were then restrained behind her with leather cuffs, and attached to the cable of an overhead winch. This was adjusted upwards for maximal. . guess so." No guessing. You make this real or Veronica and the world will know your little secret." ... All right, all right."The two stood in long all weather coats to conceal the outfits they wore beneath and pulled the leather masks down over their faces as Betty rang the doorbell. Matt also carried a canvas bag.Shonda Dubois had settled in for the evening. She had changed into a sheer teddy and was curled up with a new erotic romance thriller when the doorbell rang. The forty-seven year. Frank is also 30, lean and longer hair than most of the crowd.My wife, Jen had to leave unexpectedly when her mother fell ill. I was alone for at least a few days.The phone rang and Cindy invited me over for some time at the pool and some grilling. I ran right over wearing just my trunks and a shirt. Frank and Cindy were in their swim suits; Cindy’s was almost not even there. Frank offered me a beer and the three of us spent some time swimming and conversing by the pool. At one point Frank. ‘Have a seat, honey. I’ll be right back.’ He nodded toward the table. ‘Should I hunt you some sugar? You’re not going into shock on me, are you?’ He smirked at me. ‘I might.’ I almost said sir. ‘I may, Mr…’ ‘Jason Cole, Ms. Abernathy.’ He pulled out a chair, sat me down, took my face in his hands, and kissed me hard. When I didn’t resist, he pulled me to my feet, allowing me a moment to catch my breath. He slid his hands onto my shoulders then up my neck until he gripped handfuls of my hair..