Before they removed her hood and took off her bindings, she felt them fit a metal chain to one leg and attach it to a metal rod in the center of the r...oom. When they took off her hood, she saw the metal rod was similar to a dance pole in the girlie bars back home and she only knew that because she used on in a dance routine for gymnastics that gave her great upper body strength that most American females lack due to their soft way of life.One of the captors gave her a wrap for her head and she. In the dark a hand was slipping up under her dress, while another was moving at her breasts, crawling inside the top of her dress to reach the nakedness of her brassiere-free breasts. Underneath, she wore no panties at all, only the briefest of lacy garterbelts to hold up her stockings, and now as the intimate touches continued, she pressed her back against the door to close it, and spread her legs wide.Little hums of delight tumbled from her throat, and she could hear tiny grunts of pleasure. Why are you running away from the truth of the matter? John.John was disappointed, though he was not surprised. This seemed to be her usual way of dealing with him. He no longer felt anger, just dull resignation.It was Good Friday the next day, and he dutifully went home to his parents for the long weekend. As usual he slept a good deal of the time; home seemed to relax him and he felt the tension of Carol and the job dissipate. He returned on Eater Monday and was back in the office on Tuesday. I was Linda and I was feminine, as feminine could come. I felt liberated, and no longer had issues with that. Thanks to Steve and his awakening to my feminine side.During school I had several looks, some were mean, but many were looks of admiration or amazement. Either way I was very excited and could not wait until I got to the gym. This was Wednesday, which is Jim’s poker night. On these days, Steve locks up and I new I could be alone with him. I was determined to tease him more and hopefully.