It not only drew them up to her chest, but also to the side, exposing her pussy. A black cloth gag had been place over her mouth and was tied behind h...er head.Next came the Latina, whose entire body was suspended from a strong rope to one of the rafters overhead. The rope itself had been wrapped and secured down to her belly, leaving her legs free to move, but she was hanging off the floor.The last one, who was another Caucasian with black hair, was only slightly suspended from above up onto her. No sign of that necklace either. I finished packing the room into boxes about eight o’clock, after Grover ordered in some Chinese food. It’s sad to see a room that held so much of a woman’s life all put into boxes. They were labeled neatly with either ‘Goodwill’ or ‘Attic.’ Anything that had no market or sentimental value was already sitting in the alley in black plastic garbage bags. The boxes labeled ‘Attic’ contained photographs, awards, and keepsakes that had specific, identifiable meaning,. Or I'd get dressed all slutty and goto a bar. I'd flirt with guys, get them to buy me drinks and do somedirty dancing. He'd watch all this from a booth then make sure they sawhim giving me money then taking me out to the car to have sex in theparking lot.One fantasy that I hoped would always stay just that was the whole otherwoman, inner lesbian thing. He knew I was uncomfortable with it and heseemed to be content with just having it as part of our trash talk. Thatwas until he found out his. With this in mind, I decided to make the last hole interesting. I asked Craig if he wanted to make a little wager on the last hole. I told him that if he wins, I will take him and his wife out to Dinner at Antonio’s (One of the best Italian restaurants in Central Florida.) But if I win, I wanted him to get his wife to give me one of those incredible blow jobs that he bragged about.I guess he felt pretty confident, and he took the bet. Without going into any more detail about the 18th hole, we.