Rich looked into his daughter's eyes and smiled. ”Wow, ” he exclaimed, Janie smiled and ran her fingers through his hair. ”I know, wow.”Janie ...pulled her nasty shorts on and sat in the golf cart. Rich sat beside her and drove her back to the lodge. He was no longer interested in playing golf. Janie waved as she walked to the girl's cabin and her dad drove the cart away.”Hey, Sis, ” Jamie called from behind her, ”What is on your shorts?”She grinned as she turned to see her brother and Billy. ”You. It wasn't much of a plan but it was simple. I would slip a roofie into Tamara's drink and wait for her to retire to her bedroom. Once she was out cold, I would pretend to use the guest bathroom and hopefully have a few minutes alone with her. There would be enough people at the party that I wouldn't be missed and if I worked fast I could have what I wanted.It was a simple plan and I like it because it was realistic and actually do-able.I didn't masturbate all that week saving myself for her. I. I sat on the toilet and did my business. It flushed automatically.When I opened the shower door, I stopped short. There was no water nozzle, no faucet or hot and cold controls.Instead, there was a rack.That's the only possible description. It was a big open square, like a huge picture frame sticking straight out from the wall. At the top were wrist cuffs. At the bottom were little shelves with ankle cuffs where I was supposed to stand-- like metal bondage flip-flops or something.||Please stand. Alison seemed to be breathing heavily in anticipation. I could see she wanted to be touched. She knew someone was there. Alison gasped out loud. The reason was a fingernail; Maggie’s fingernail, that touched Alison’s finger and stroked along her arm. Melissa appeared next to me, “Oh my god,” she said. I turned quickly to hush Melissa whose shocked words, although fairly quietly, was still audible. Alongside her was Steve and then James came into the room smiling like a Cheshire cat. “Ladies.