You’re an athlete, see if you can loosen the posts.” Ruth tugged and tugged, but I could tell she was getting nowhere. The tidewas now lapping at ...y butt and the spray wetting my pussy. The salt spray stungas it struck my newly shaved pussy, heightening my terror. Suddenly I heard a low laugh, and footsteps in the sand. I looked to my right,away from Ruth, and there in the moonlight stood two hulking figure; Bubba1 and Bubba 2! “Help, help,” I naively yelled, “Untie us, the tide is comingin!”. We weren’t in contact, but out of the blue she e-mailed me to tell me that her mother wasn’t, she had got my e-mail address from an old school friend. We arranged to go for a quick drink that evening to try and cheer her up; it quickly transpired that both of us had recently come out of long term relationships. Needless to say we drank far too much and ended up back at hers, the anticipation was incredible as I began undressing her. We hadn’t slept together for 5 or 6 years, but it was. " And maybe I was a bit too quick to leap in as well. That was what I was wanting to say over at the Diner." Liz was keen to keep the placatory tone going."Before we were so rudely interrupted." Julia laughed."Frightfully bad form, darling!" Hannnah's plummy response had the other two laughing. They all knew that events in the diner could have turned out far worse."Well, we needn't worry about interruptions here," Liz was determined not to let the opportunity to use Sir Geoffery's equipment go. Eduardo, Ms Comminantes thinks you know something of this. Perhaps..." Sean, I know noth Ow!..." Eduardo began until a throwing star embedded itself into his shoulder. He began to pale, sweat, and struggled to rise only to collapse into his chair."One of my more special potions; please, don't get up, gentlemen. I want us all to hear Uncle Eduardo's story and besides my daughters really, really, really do not need throwing practice."The men more closely looked at those tooled leather belt.