"And who the hell is in there? My wife? “A vision of my wife masturbating sprung into my head.I started to reach for the door handle and had no idea...what I was going to find on the other side of the door, but I had to know. When I began to slowly turn the door knob, I heard a whisper from behind me."Dad, don't!" Someone whispered to me. It startled me and I quickly turned around and instinctively pointed my gun at the source of the noise. Thankfully I realized it was my daughter, Dana, before I. "We'll see about that, friend."I didn't answer. Turned back to watch Hebe deftly dodge a wandering hand as she served a rather unsteady guy halfway down the bar. She moved back our way when my companion raised his hand."The same again, sweetie."I caught Hebe's eye, and knew what she was thinking. I thought about telling this idiot to cool it, but the poor sap had it coming. He'd been warned.He made his move when Hebe came back to serve him. As she extended her arm to place the drink in front of. The power to drive men wild. Jenkins adjusted the stirrups that held her feet up and the straps that kept her from moving. The table she lay on had a frame built around it, similar to that on a canopy bed. Fitted to the frame were a half dozen hinged arms that Professor Jenkins was moving around and adjusting. The arms had attachments on the ends that excited her just to look at them: molded penises or dildo-like objects, vibrators, buttplugs. “I’ll think we’ll start with a basic vibrator,. I didn’t even hear the bed move. When I checked into the room earlier in the evening, I remembered that I actually saw the woman who went into the room next door. She was a lovely blonde headed lady. She was struggling to get her luggage thru the door as I walked by. Her smile was memorable, but more importantly, she had been alone. Being the gentleman that I am, I helped her move her stuff into the room. She told me her name was Kim. I introduced myself and said I was next door. I was not bold.