But why were we here? I could hear other women, in other rooms. Some cried, others yelled in defiance. At first I had assumed Alex and I had been take...n for ransom. Yet with so many of us held captive I began to think of another possibility, a terrible horrible possibility, something I had read about in the news; female slave trafficking. I tried my best to push these thoughts from my mind.After what seemed like a week, we were told to prepare to be moved. That morning was the first time I had. My wife was there inside, passed out onto a couch.She was sprawled out with one leg on the floor. This caused her wraparound skirt to fall open to her waist, showing her stocking tops and her tiny black thong.This sexy thong was pulled to one side and her wet cunt was on show for anyone to see. It made me wonder if anyone had done this to her in her obviously absent state, to get a feel of her pussy.Looking at her lying there like that and the thought that some stranger had fingered my sensual. ”After the cordial goodbyes to the hostess and the doorman, I handed the ticket to the car hop. As we waited for the car, I put my arm around Rachel’s waist and let my hand move down her cute butt. As the car pulled up, I gave a good squeeze, she jumped slightly and playfully slapped my ass. When the car hop came around the car, I gave him a folded double sawbuck.I held the door open and as Rachel slid into the seat, she gave him a glimpse of her pussy. I closed the door, smiled at the car hop. The water temperature is perfect.”Jason continued scrubbing her back. He regarded her hair. “You know, that bun turned out pretty good if I say so myself.”“That’s enough on my back. I’ll use it on the rest of me.” He handed the loofah to her and she scrubbed her arms and legs with it. “Do you want me to use it on you?”“No, thanks. I have an aversion to scratchy things against my skin.”“It isn’t scratchy.”“It’s too scratchy for my taste.”“Big baby...” She placed the loofah on the edge of the.