They would all have good memories of the short sailing excursion.We cleaned up the boat and carted off the perishables and trash to take home. The ren...al equipment was left on deck where the yacht club attendants would pick it up later.Ryan dropped the men off at the hotel, and we went to the patio to meet the women. Kate was excitedly telling Jim and Carson about the trip. Every time Kate would say, "You should come with me," Jim would cringe and grimace.Maggie was huddled with Glenda and. "The burly waiter grinned and picked up Bunions upper body. Jim took his feet, and they carried him along the corridor and into an unoccupied room."Get me a bottle of whiskey," Jim ordered and gave the man two gold eagles.Again, the waiter grinned and ran downstairs. After dowsing Bunion's front with whiskey, Jim made the slowly waking man swallow more of the firewater. Satisfied that Bunion looked like a slob sleeping off his drunk, he gave the waiter another gold eagle."Wait two hours before. This was how they trained the SAS and they were men, not sweetly pretty young girls like her!Five hours later, as dawn began to break, Sergeant Howard, a massive brute of a man, came and ordered her to get out. She inched her way slowly out of the river, urging her body to move again after twelve hours freezing immobility. She could remember better nights!"What do you want to do now, Gloria?" asked Sergeant Howard."Sleep, Sergeant!" Not just yet, Gloria. Time for some more suffering, I'm. Hayley set her mostly neat page of lines down on the coffee table and took a photo of it. Before she could overthink it, she sent the picture to Henry.On the radio, Taylor Swift’s voice had turned into Zara Larsson’s. Two more edges. Despite her anxieties, her snatch was as wet as ever. It didn’t take long for her to coax herself to the edge of orgasm and when she pulled her hand away, the urge to come made her want to scream. She hated herself for it and hated Henry too. It took her a while to.