I said strip. He presses the knife against her cheek. Now. She pulls her shirt up over her head, shes wearing a soft silver strapless bra, she starts ...to take that off but he moves her hand away. Leave the underthings for now. Hes looking at her as if she was just a worthless whore. Take off those shorts. She stands up and looks around the room hoping for anything, for anyone to help her, but she doesnt find help. She slowly un-buttons her Armani shorts and wiggles out of them. Her thong matches. The meal was created to represent a section of the sexual anatomy of either a man or woman. In her case she had a vegetable resting between two very large round potatoes and surrounding that was an array of mince meat with finely cut vegetables, giving the impression of a cock between two balls surrounded by hair. "Do I suck it or fork it?" she smilingly asked as she rammed her fork into the potatoes. "Ouch!" he commented I could almost feel that. Karen immediately began to devour the long. “Pretty much this,” Sarah replied. “had a rough week, so I thought a quiet day would be nice.”“Couldn’t agree more. Mind if I-?” He motioned to the TV.“Go ahead.”Jake used the non-time-related buttons on his remote to turn on the set and found something meaningless to watch, but soon became bored with it.He glanced over at Sarah. She was wearing a loose shirt, jeans and slippers, nothing particularly interesting. He thought back to when they first got married… it used to be that on a day like. And I was wearing only the too small bikini bottom cover-up and a see-through bikini top.The car park was quite quiet, and just as Sara was locking the car I had this crazy idea. I said to Sara,"Let's leave all our things in the car." You mean EVERYTHING!" Sara asked."Yeah, let's try and surprise a few people." I said.Standing beside the car we took off what little clothes we had on and covered ourselves with suntan lotion. Then, wearing only flip-flops, we set off. We walked out of the car.