Delicate feet encased in five inch, black patent leather pumps. Be still my throbbing heart!The raw music, the dimly lit smoky haze, the smell of exci...tement; it all blended together into an atmosphere bent toward secrets, intimacy, and sex.I stalked her with my gaze while she ordered a mixed drink, then nibbled delicately on a bar pretzel. She wasn't hiding in her dark corner; no, her eyes were constantly moving, watching, evaluating.There was no visible tension in her body; she relaxed. "It's better if you don't know. Now just get along there and get it delivered, I'll have a similar package for you tomorrow" Vincent said and paused to answer his mobile phone.Frankie didn't like this. He had never been in trouble with the law and didn't feel happy about this at all. He was beginning to wonder if the revenge he had planned for his brother was such a good idea after all!.He was still there, some two minutes later, looking at the package and wondering what to do when Vincent. "Well, Jim, the truth is we don't have a bedroom toilet but I wanted to have you over to ask a private question." "Oh, what do you want to know? Coyly, Carol asked softly, "Jim, do you find me sexy?" "Why do you ask? "Well, Scott keeps saying the girls at the office are but never says I'm sexy." Jim waited a moment and then wrapped his arms around Carol giving her a deep down to the tonsils kiss. "Does that answer your question?" Carol's response was immediate. "Fuck me, Jim. I need it so. None of the ladies were able. Though I was assured that in a panic we would find the strength.The Cross was brought down, Noreen was laid upon it and strapped into place. There was a large platform for her feet and it also adjusted so when done her wrists were only slightly elevated above her shoulders, call it ear level. She was comfy. The men then hoisted her. Her feet were about 4' off the floor. Chrisy gathered up a load of candles (maybe 2 dozen) and we lit them in front of the base.