You take a motor boat with outriggers to get across the water. We get there at low tide and cannot get to a pier or jetty. Being just an old westerner... what I am wearing are western boots (you might call them cowboy boots) and Levis. One of the boat's employees carries my bag ashore. I take off my boots and socks, roll up the Levis and get wet up to my ass. Such is life. We get ashore and are taken to the hotel by the hotel van. The roads in Boracay are not one lane roads, they are ¾ lane roads. I was screaming. There was a burning pain in my left thigh. A large man was just removing an electric branding iron from my thigh. I could smell burnt meat. When I screamed, another large man hit me in the face.‘Shut up or I’ll give you something to scream about’, he said.“The two men left me and crossed the room to where I could see Amber also hanging naked from a large X- frame, the same as I was. The men did the same things to her. I heard Am scream, and the big man hit her also. She looked. It'll mostly work out. I'd still watch it, and keep trying to minimize the damage and the exposure. After all, there's no reason to court disaster." Thanks, somehow you know just what to say to make me feel better." Just then her phone rang, and I knew enough to leave her alone to enjoy her little girl talk with both Kitty and Chalise. I could grill her for details later, but I really liked this 'respect everyone's privacy thing'. I'd much rather get the information directly from the source. She smiled..."it's a very personal gift" she said. "really..how personal" I asked."well" she said "if you want it we need to go somwhere private". Knowing now what she had in mind I suggested a little motel down the road and she agreed. I got us a room and as we walked in I locked the door behind us and moved close together...she took my hands and pulled me close to her , she leaned forward and we kissed...I could feel the desire within her as her tongue slipped into my mouth searching for.