The middle seats had been removed so we sat in the third row seating. There were some pillows and blankets in the middle section of the vehicle. She p...ulled out of the parking lot and drove around the abandoned furniture factory that was just next to the park. She apparently knew of a private spot to park and not be bothered.When we got there, she instructed us to lay down the 3rd row seat. When we did, we found more pillows and blankets stuffed in the back. She climbed into the middle section,. Doc held his hands up, trying to be disarming, when he realized that his revolver was still cocked. Carefully re-holstering it, he stepped back out of the bathroom. "I'm Dr. Henry Finster and this is my colleague RJ Bollocks. We, uh, we were searching the hotel. I guess you were the one that cleaned up downstairs?" Yeah." Her pistol never wavered from its target as she kept him in her sights. "The place was a sty. " Well, uh. Why don't you get dressed and come downstairs with us?"Doc was trying. Then I tied the other ankle to the other corner post in the same fashion. With Diane tied firmly to the bed, her legs spread wide and her pussy and ass exposed to my every whim, she looked at me with a curious but very excited look in her eyes. I stepped back then to admire my handiwork - Diane was not going anywhere soon! Perfect. I sat on the bed beside her. "Diane I have come to realize that when we make love you are often left to 'take care of things' on your own because I just can't last. My Wife and I arrived at the small local bar close to Bob's house and took a seat in a booth, her on one side and myself on the other side, Bob had yet to arrive so we ordered a couple of Margaritas. When Bob arrived we introduced ourselves to him and he instantly took a seat beside My Wife as I'm sure he could see the tops of her thigh highs exposed under her mini skirt. After some talk and finishing our drinks Bob said follow him to his house which My Wife and I did. Once there Bob fixed us.