"Bill, time to get up."Blurry eyed, Bill grabbed his jeans and his shirt, opened the side door and climbed out into the parking lot. Sunrise was still...about an hour away, so the parking lot remained dark.He walked around the truck and saw that they were in the rear lot of a chain motel, but he had no clue where they were. Gail joined him at the front of the truck carrying several of their rubber exercise bands. Handing him one she said, "Here; you start your workout while I go in and book us a. As soon as I walked Feleena to the door, I hustled to the stable and saddled up Melosa for another trip across the river. Once in Mexican El Paso, I found a haberdashery with some nice suits in the window. I walked in and had the tailor measure me for a traditional Mexican charro suit. A charro is another word for cowboy in Mexican Spanish.A charro suit has a short tight jacket and peg legged pants, both trimmed in fancy rickrack on the sleeves, lapels and down the trouser legs. I knew the suit. ”“You won’t be leaving,” he said as he took first one hand and then the other and stretched her out like a perverted squatting crucifix, securing her wrists with soft restraints to the end of the bed.She felt over exposed with her arms spread wide and her thighs open; and she was ashamed to feel the powerful tide of dark desire that crept over her. She felt the air on her exposed cunt and experienced an immediate moistening seeping from her. He noticed it too and she hung her head helplessly as. Now with less than an hour to go until the wedding ceremony started somebody seemed to have put the brakes on. Both Kenny and I were dressed for action, he in a tux and me in my highland outfit, but as we waited for the taxi making desultory conversation it seemed like forever.Kenny did tell me however that they had decided on St Andrews for their university career and that they had received a provisional acceptance. Marjory's dad had decided on finding a flat which they could rent, rather than.