When she had finished her coffee, Mrs Letterman stood up. For a moment she hesitated, undecided, thinking about her next action, then having made her ...ecision, she walked out onto the Balcony.Before her was a view of the sea, with the cliffs leading away to the headland in the far distance. Colin Marsh was the only other person on the balcony; his gaze remained apparently locked on the distant headland. He had made no sign that he was aware of her presence."Lovely view, isn't it?" Mrs Letterman. "I have no doubts that you shall be a mighty force Weaver, no doubt at all. I'm sure even the little girl beside you will be a terror on the battlefield."Suddenly we were all fifty feet in the air and weightless. Trellis giggled."You can set us down now Trellis, I'm sure these folks all appreciate your little demonstration." I said with a touch of anger in my voice."I'm in trouble, huh?" Trellis said once we had all touched down gently to the ground again."You are indeed, and may need a. It was clear that Anna had decided to go all out to charm their host. She had picked out her sexiest evening dress; one she normally only wore at home. It was a dark grey, floor-length button-front, and backless dress with a Décolletage that showed off most of her bust. The back was cut to revel almost all of her back clear down to the crack of her ass. There was so much exposed on her back that she couldn't wear a bra with it. The dress came was so long she had to wear her 6" high black. Towelling off his hand, he visualized what was coming next. Grabbing her under the arms (her perky, purple-spotted breasts swaying and bouncing) he heaved her to her feet and set her up on the turnbuckle with her legs spread apart by the lower ropes and her arms flung uselessly over the upper ropes so that she was suspended, almost as if sitting, in the corner of the ring. She was entirely defenceless—still conscious, but with zero power left in any of her limbs. All she had to do to free.