I'd have a hard time hiding it if any saw me up close!Kris went out her back door; and then back inside, slammed it loudly. The pool lights came on, ...so our options were limited there. I suggested we go up to her apartment. We collected the cooler and pizza, and our towels, and scampered up the stairs.From up in her apartment, we could see the pool below (Kris was now outside, looking around; and then walked toward my apartment). I could see my kitchen window, but didn't think Flo could have. The consort was not around to receive them so I put them in the hands of an official and left. Nobody could open the chests unless they used a lot of force and this would destroy the contents.It was four days later that a messenger found me and gave me an invitation to a party. Perhaps they wanted the combinations to open the chests.I accepted and an hour after the appointed time, I arrived in a rental carriage. The party was in full swing. It was no different than the ones in Paris except less. Her heels were pressed against the table legs and she felt the nylon bite into her ankles as quick fingers tied each stocking. Even while she tried to squirm into a less strained position, hands caught at her arms and extended them sideways and back past her head. In moments, the loops tugged at her wrists and she knew they had finished tying her.Spread-eagled, she was thrust upward by the cushions while the backs of her knees pressed the edge of the table and the backs of her hands rested on. ”“Andrew you remember this beautiful woman, Karen is my wife.”“Of course, Mrs. Hayward, its a pleasure to see you again,” he smiled eyeing her very deep cleavage.“And this sensual looking woman is Lisa McKinnon, she’s our lover and her husband, John.” Andrew said hello, admiring her revealing breasts.“Dan, if I may say so, when you ask for me to be your waiter, I know it’s going to be an interesting time working.”Dan looked at Lisa, “I’ve been here with Tina and Susan telling Andrew each one is.