It did have a state number to it, but she wasn’t going to get cell service until she got closer to the next town, at least six or seven miles away. ...I couldn’t just leave her sitting there, could I? She certainly wasn’t dressed for a motorcycle ride, that’s for damn sure. She was in a cute little dress that was tight across her bum. It was pretty short as well, and those heels were totally impractical. I couldn’t hear her, but her movements said she finally figured out she wasn’t going to call. Shit. How do you know that? How do you know she thinks that?" She told me. Actually she asked me, and I said 'no way'. But I think she's still suspicious. I didn't realize until just now that she was right. I don't get you at all sometimes, Man." I don't believe this."Jack didn't want to bring it up then, but for the second time it crossed his mind that Tommy might like Kristi. And also for the second time, the idea didn't bother him terribly much. At that point Tommy and Jack had both had. "Okay," one of the other women said, "we'll be waiting right here, Wendy."Wow, Wendy's friends were nothing like her at all! All were in tube tops, tank tops, bare midriffs, tight jeans, hair teased to the max, and so on; what guys would call, "hot." Curious!Another of the women looked at him and asked, "What's your name?" Tim," he answered, and, for some reason, that drew a combined laugh from all of them, except Wendy, who just smiled meekly."C'mon, Tim," Wendy said as she pulled him away. She then repeated this with the left arm. The ties were soft bathrobe ties. A little sretchy with some give. Angelia looked fucking hot. She was defenceless and stretched out. Her breaths now excited and more rapid. She had the come fuck me face on her. Her tight little stomach rose up and down quickly from excited breaths. While Casey had been tying her up Amy had been gently running her soft hands up and down the inside of her tight little tanned thighs. She also pulled at and rubbed her.