“Oh good,” she says turning around, a smile stretched across her face. “You’re awake.”“That I am,” Justin replies. “What are you two u...p this morning?”“We were discussing dirty stuff. For instance,” she says with a wink before turning back to the alien. She grabs his shorts and pulls them down to the floor. “I’m naked and so are you. It isn’t fair that Zate isn’t.”Justin chuckles and nods to the alien. “If you would, kind sir.”Zate nods back then scoops up the girl and carries her over to the. They think... I think they think... hell, I don't know for sure what they think. We'll work it out, eventually."I left her, headed back into our bedroom and dug around in my duffle bag. I found my tennis shoes and put them on, tossing the temporary pair into the hot tub.I stashed my duffle in the big walk-in closet and went downstairs to the dining room. I heard muffled voices and the banging of pots coming from the kitchen. I sat down at the table and began broadcasting irritation, aggravation. This leave my ass hanging over the side of the chair. Mark and John reach under the chair to adjust the hitches, spreading my legs as far apart as they can. Rope is added so that my legs are tightly bound to the hitches. John grabs both of my hands and ties them together above my head, pulling the rope tight and attaching it to the chair behind me. I?m now on full display for the entire room, and able to fully watch for what I was sure was going to happen next.I could see Mark applying some. For a while dad kept it hanging in the air, turning it round, looking into it, I supposed. Of course I could not see him, and the sight of the turning ball was eerie, but I guessed what he was doing."You know, dad, it may be a bit difficult to come up with an excuse to lie down, backside up." You don't need to, son. If you are sitting in a chair, just lean forward a little, so your backside is free. That'll do it. I can't find anything missing in your crystal ball, but we'll postpone making it.