He made sure he had her eye contact and whispered, ‘Spread you legs!’ She blushed again… He was enjoying this! At least until he felt her leg dr...ape over his and he knew that she was now sitting totally spread open to him and it was his turn to blush. She saw that too and smiled wickedly. Without being too obvious he lowered the shrimp and let his hand drop below the table. He felt along her thigh until he found the warm juncture of her cleft and with the side of his hand he parted her and found. Your wrists are tied to something, maybe the front seats of thevan. They are using wire; it bites into your skin. They takeyour Reboks and tie your ankles, using wire again, pulling yourlegs straight and apart. You are spread-eagled, entirelyhelpless and vulnerable. Your breathing is rapid. You arehyperventilating and might become light headed, blowing off toomuch carbon-dioxide, except that the sack over your headrestricts the air flow, compensating for your panicky panting. You are. Also metal.Kinny looked down at the alleyway. He pulled at his skirt.The door opened. Joi made introductions. "Bo, this is Ravi. Ravi, Bo."Kinny recognized Ravi immediately. They had been classmates in highschool. Ravi had been a senior while Kinny was still a freshman. Notclose friends. However, unlike many other students, Ravi had nevertormented Kinny. Kinny searched back, to see if he could claim entirelybenign behavior towards Ravi.It was hard to think in this dress. With his arse hanging. She heard a quick intake of breath. Her short skirt had ridden up past her ass cheeks as she had bent over. She readjusted herself and turned around. ‘What are you looking at?’ She asked the pimply faced teen and his friend. ‘Nothing.’ He said sullenly. She got back on the bus but not before she heard them say to one another, ‘Was that Belle Rousseau?’ ‘On a Greyhound bus? Yeah right. She has millions. What are you smoking?’ Belle settled into sleep trying hard not to get pissed at the old guy.