"Who are you?" "I am a magician." The old man said with a smile as he raised his hand and caused a puff of golden smoke to raised in the air.When the ...smoke cleared there were three containers of nylons on the counter. "I know how much you love the feel of nylons against skin. I've given you three magical choices. The one on the left is a Rinestone studded patten on sheer hose style 7000, the one on the right is a patten pantyhose style 7219 and the middle is net patten hose."Chris couldn't. She’d counted eleven other cells on her trips up and down the hallway, knew that some of them were occupied. She’d been into five of the eight doors off of the big room where they took the prisoners when it was time for sessions, and they’d all contained chairs. She’d noticed at least twenty distinct brainwashed women guarding the prisoners. If they’d been kidnapping girls this long, then it didn’t seem likely that they’d made a mistake now. That might be the pessimist in her talking–it also. I started to read my book but couldn’t concentrate on the words. After what must have been ten minutes of trying to read I decided to go for another swim. I stood up, slipped the Speedo back on and walked down the steps. I submerged myself into the lake and saw the water around me turn oily. The sunscreen hadn’t set in. The cooling water felt amazing around my hot body. I floated around for a little while as the waves gently rocked me back and forth. I started to feel a chill so I decided to. Then the feeling came crashing down. Holly, even in her heels had to scooch over the table to make a shot. Seeing her leaning over the table, with that nice ass in the air, and one foot off the floor was the breaking point. As she was lining up her shot, she was suddenly pushed down on her stomach and held her in place over the pool table by strong beefy hands. Someone took her pool stick and she was told “Don’t move” From behind. Her short velvet black dress was hiked up over her back; and.