I smiled, “So, having a good time?” “It’s OK,” he said a little too nonchalantly, so I knew he was not the type to be invited to a lot of pa...ties. “I just wanted to say hello,” he looked at my legs and chest, “and you are so pretty and dressed very nice. I like the dress.”“Why thank you.” I smiled politely, “Well, it was nice meeting you, Daniel. I hope you have a good time.” I excused myself as Jon stepped from behind the bar and walked toward me. Daniel gave me the creeps for some. It didn't block any vital access, but it allowed her to quickly cover up, just in case. She'd retrieved a sheet from the laundry and thrown it over the sofa while Katherine was changing, to catch most of their cum and sweat.They figured that when Susan came back they'd have a few moments to hear Alan's door open and get decent, including hiding the sheet, before she could walk down the stairs to where she could see them. If they did get caught, they knew it wouldn't be the end of the world, but. She started to whine and squirm and she might not get her jeans off fast enough to pee. I'm not sure if we said anything,we all just stared at her while she was taking off her pants. Then Mark one of our other co-workers said,I'll help you get your jeans off and Suzie said Please can you give me a hand. By this time she was on the ground with her hands and Mark's hands all over her and she continued to whine they weren't coming off quick enough,then she just went,all over her jeans and Mark's. I wondered if the same fate as being collared, awaited me if my sister followed through on her blackmail. My sister would love to see me like that. I doubted my Dad would ever go that far with things but it didn’t seem completely out of the realm of possibility.We walked through the market to the area where the pillories were located. Fester had long since left, and the only person still bound was Mike’s wife, Karen. She was in the same painful squatting position with her knees bound and legs.