What I wasn't expecting was how cold the air-conditioning was set, and it was not more than a minute or two before I started to shiver.Of course I was... covered with sweat and the dry air of the air-conditioned house made that evaporate very quickly. When the cooling effect of the evaporating sweat was added to the already cold air on my bare skin, there was nothing that I could do but shake. Mrs. Jackson acted very upset for my sudden chill, and I was inclined to agree with her. I very rarely. “Now Doc. We've done nothing wrong!” I giggled, softly as I was dragged down the halls by Ricky and Rodney. “No need to man handle me boys theres enough of my to go around.” I giggled, wickedly as they threw me into my room. I smiled as they locked and left me to my own thoughts which didn't take me long to sit in a corner with my knees to my chest and think. *Welcome back Stepheniiee...* Kyiiyan whispered in my ear softly as her pulled me into her embrace. I closed my eyes covering my ears. "You made it," he said."I got lost out in the sticks. Look at you!"Denny was stunning in his black dress, in stark contrast to most of the women in the room. Some of the golfers hadn't even bothered to change after their practice rounds earlier in the day, and the buffet line was an eclectic montage of shorts, pants, and a few skirts and dresses. The men, mostly reporters and a few Revlon executives who were in the dark about Denny, were better dressed than the women."Sorry to take you away. Had she been too drunk, or d**gged? She was not even sure if it was still evening. The dark void filled her eyes, save for the brief flicker of light from somewhere near. She sighed, but was not able to – a ball-gag filled her mouth. She panicked; she started to pant and struggle. She was tied down. She felt bonds around her wrists and ankles, spreading her legs. She was certain that she was naked. Almost subconsciously, she felt her nipples harden from her of helplessness.She became aware of a.