As the doors open she has a devilish look on her face as she daydreams of her forty-five minute ride home. The elevator stops at the lobby and Marilyn...exits and heads to the lobby’s ladies’ room. The ladies room is very plush, which has a large changing and relaxing room to where Marilyn heads. She with her back to us removes her jacket, blouse and bra and slips her jacket back on and kicks off her shoes. She pulls up her skirt so she can wiggle out of her pantyhose, which gives us a great. I got up and grabbed our sheet that was covering my husband, and walked to the door. As my hand reached for the doorknob the door whipped open and there stood a tall dark man. He grabbed my mouth and slammed me against the wall. Whispering in my ear "you wanted to be fucked RIGHT didn't you?" I nodded my head and looked towards my room. He grabbed his rope and tied my arms and my legs. Like it was nothing he picked me up and carried my over his shoulders, slamming me onto the bed. Waking my. Climbing the stairs, Simon inspected the small room he'd been given and resignedly slung his gear into the closet before going in search of a meal.Standing on the Q's broad porch, it was hard to believe that he had been warm and snug in his own bed in Staunton with Arabella less than a week ago. But the world had turned on its head in those mere four days.Although long distance phone calls were strictly monitored, Simon had waited in line patiently for the chance to call and explain things to. There was some obvious tension in the car.When the two girls finally arrived, they set out the food and wine on the coffee table, adding in the condiments they liked. After the obligatory tour of the place, with the usual 'excuse the mess' nonsense, it was time for lunch. Sitting on the floor on opposite sides of the table, enjoying the food and wine, they did little talking.After the food was done, Stacy poured them each another glass of wine."It's time to see what this thing looks like.".