During the first hour was when we made the steepest part of the descent towards Canby. The river was narrower at this end, and, as a result, the curre...t moved along at a faster pace. Except for Lisa's constant grumbling and complaining, I was enjoying myself."Jerry, would you be mad if I try to get someone else to switch places with me? I think I'd have more fun if I had my own tube. We could still ride alongside each other." I don't want to ride with anyone else, Lisa. I thought the whole. My eyes met his and I realized I was shaking. “Why? Why, Patrick? What is this?”His hand clutched my thigh and squeezed. “Let me show you.”“No. Why are you doing this?” I pushed his hand off me. “No sex. I want us to talk.”It actually hurt to push his touch away. I would have been lying if I said I didn’t want to disappear into my bedroom with him, but I needed answers. More than he had given me. That photo in his kitchen had brought us onto a whole other road than the one I thought we were on,. I feel the cold floor as I walked barefoot with them.After many twists and turns, we finally reached our destination. Weentered a well lit room. The room looks like a medieval dungeon. Therewas a black wooden stock in ore area. There was a shower area with achair and a silver tray by the area. I saw a x rack against the leftstone wall. In the right corner of the dungeon, there was a room like theone I was imprisoned in.In the middle of the dungeon, sat a 6'0 female dressed like Ilsa, SheWolf of. Amber at first was shocked but she realised that she could have been anyone of them, what interested both of them most were the comments which came mostly from men, most were absolutely disgusting but some were still a real turn on, for years they had talked about Amber getting fucked by other men both knowing it would never happen no matter how often Don tried to persuade Amber. After visiting these sites over the next few weeks saw there fantasies and sex life on a huge high, then one weekend.