She said, “You know, I bet the guys would enjoy a day out fishing on one of the boats. You might consider it a stag party for the guys and a bachelo...ette party for us women.”“That’s an excellent idea,” Betsy said.Alice said, “I’ll make the arrangements.”“Great.”Alice turned back to her sewing. Betsy sat there wondering when Alice was going to start making the arrangements for the tea party.Alice looked up at Betsy and said, “I’ll get to it, don’t worry.”“Okay.”Betsy sat there watching her. George was puzzled by their quiescence but in time he realised that his struggles were having no effect other than to make his own wrists sore.It was some time before the door to the room in which he was imprisoned opened again. It was the same two women that had pulled him from the car, but now they were dressed quite differently. They had discarded their jeans and crop tops and now wore matching outfits in a menacing black that gave them the look of members of some sinister secret police. He then began to escort them to dinners and plays and many fancy functions. He got paid and also got to fuck these horny women all he wanted. They wanted him to fuck them hard and let them suck his cock as they loved the taste of his cum. The married ones always took him to a fancy hotel. Now he had his own escort business and he was busy every afternoon and evening. One lady was very rich and had a husband that fucked her maybe once a month and she liked sex all the time. Jeri met her every. .." Robby hoarsely replied, and I watched as he unsurely put his arm over his mother's shoulder.I shook my head as I walked away, but before I could settle into the recliner I heard Stevie announce, "Daddy, I'm cold. Can you hand me the throw blanket?"I handed the soft fleece blanket to my daughter and watched as she wrapped herself in it before I settled into the lazy boy and reclined.This is it. I thought as I pretended to be watching the movie when I was taking in the light petting taking.