All were shocked by the action since it wasn’t like what they expected.The old man was now among the youths and a blur of action. He was so fast non... of the witnesses could see what happened, except the youths kept falling down. One went crashing back into the front doors. The sound made the other ten youths waiting outside turn and charge into the café, drawing knives and pistols while they ran.The old man had hold of the last of the first group of youths when the rest entered the café. He. No answer was immediately apparent. Just the dark room, and silence.No, not quite silence. She began to make out a light sound which she identified as the soft movement of fabric. She listened harder, and the sound intensified, coming from multiple sources. Some faster, some slower. What were they doing? Someone caught their breath. Someone moaned. Someone, unmistakably, undid a zip.Claire couldn't believe that everyone around her was touching themselves up, but now the idea was planted she. No one seemed to notice at first. No one was expecting this.The handsome father with hair on his chest and an Adonis like body smiled as my Aunt swooned. His wife looked imperiously and turned up her nose at my Aunt and walked with her husband. Their two eldest kids who were about my age walked past. The son had hair on his chest too and he looked like a male model. My Aunt gave him an even broader smile. His blonde sister had a very dark patch of pubic hair and accompanied her brother. The. But when I told him what I wanted this time, he refused. “You have now gone way beyond weird all the way to crazy,” he yelled at me. “Don’t you realize that you could die doing this? All the animals in the woods aren’t cute little Bambi’s and Thumpers. There are things out there that could eat you, and you want to attract them to you while you are tied up?”“But the danger turns me on,” I replied. “You know that is why I am into public self-bondage. It’s the fact that I might get caught.