The three boys walked backwards from the picnic table into the bushes next to the river. Wendy and I read the note on the watch, put the watch in the ...ox, closed the box, took the key out of the lock, into my shirt pocket-sat-at-the-table-walked-to-the-car-shut-the-door-got-in-the-car-backed-into-the-parking-spot-backed-down-Washington-backed-down-Michigan-down-Capital-moved-past-the-cop-stopped-looking-at-the-rubble-backed-down-Capital. The watch stopped. I was too close to it. This changes. I changed and wore my boxers and Farah gave me a t shirt to wear. I freshened up and was sitting on the bed when Farah came into my room wearing a purple lingerie/bra set. She was being too comfortable with me and that fucked with my head. Seeing her in the lingerie, I asked her if she was going to bed or not. The lingerie was so see-through that everything was visible. But she replied "why, are you sleepy? What's the rush? I came here to keep you company, I thought you'd get bored." While she. She looked at me and smiled as I helped her back to her feet."You should at least offer me a drink, no," she said playfully.I looked down to the pile that she had just left, my eyebrows nearly touching, "You sure you can handle another?" I asked her.She laughed, each edge of her tender lips spreading like an eagle's wings, across her face, pausing to speak French to her friends, before she returned her attention back to me."When we party we don't hold anything back. Bonne annee," she added,. I tied her ankles about a footapart so that she could walk but not kick or run andcut the rope securing her to the van floor. I slipped the “collar” over her head and tightened itgently around her neck. The “collar” was a device I hadpicked up in a bondage store if the leash attached toit was pulled it would tighten but wouldn’t loosen whenthe pulling stopped until the ratchet was tripped withan Allen key being pushed into a hexagonal hole in thecollar. If she.