Bob told her they'd take the photos in the family room in the basement. It had a fireplace and a lot of wood, which he knew would set off the white in... the swim suit well. As soon as they were done eating Jill jumped up and ran up to her room to try on her new bikini while Bob searched in the closet for his camera bag. He had some pretty good gear, though it had been a while since he'd used it.He was fitting various lenses to his camera body when Jill came down the stairs to the basement. Bob. Mindy closed her eyes and felt like she was floating; the only thing keeping her tethered to terra firma were the straps and her partner’s throbbing phallus.As many natives as could fit gathered around Mindy. She felt hands all over her body, it felt like her every inch of her skin was being touched, fondled, massaged. Her thrusting breasts got the most attention. With the oily mixture’s help, the hands were sliding across her skin like skates on ice.Mindy’s head lolled back; the two men. "Colonel! I've caught someone skulking outside your door."De La Zouche appeared in the open doorway."Well, bless my soul if it isn't Major Greenaway. Please come in." He bowed with an ironic flourish, as his henchman frogmarched me into the room."Obelix, tie the major to that chair–and well done."His man, Obelix — who was well named, for he was built like a Stonehenge standing stone - tied my ankles to the front legs of the chair, and my wrists to two of the uprights of the back of the chair.. If she does that, she is so mad she forgot your name.This is the worst. The calm, collected, never ruffled woman has only one more thing to say, 'If you don't know what you did I'm not going to tell you.' This one is impossible to say with just a look ... that she opened her mouth makes it doubly bad.There is no hope ... she may say... 'I forgive you... ' but she's never going to forget.And there's another thing ... If she says you said something ... you damn well said it ... even if you.