Their clothes stuck to them, from the perspiration that was sucked from their bodies. In the few seconds it took to go from the car to the door, both ...were wringing wet with sweat. Both felt like the air was getting sucked from their lungs.Both of them made a mad dash to the washroom to wipe themselves clean and cool off. Sharon knew, from experience, that there were some towels in the locker in the back room, and went to get a few. Julia went and turned on a pair of faucets to let the water. "Do you want something?" she asked, rolling onto her back and stretching her body to its full length.She watched as I touched her thigh and moved my hand upward, past her bush, over her tummy, grazed her nipples and stopped with my thumb resting on her chin. "Do you want something?" she asked again as she moved her hands down to encircle her knees. She looked at me quizzically, knowing that it hurt too much for me to speak.I put my arm around her and pretended to go back to sleep. "You woke me. ? Lori shook her head in confusion rather than refusal, then looked directly into Josh’s eyes while saying, ?I think I trust you, but I’m not sure yet. How do you want to tie me???Oh, just your hands to the head of the bed,? he nervously replied. ?That’s all?? Lori asked. ?That’s all, I promise,? Josh answered; he had to wait for a full minute before Lori said, ?Well, OK then.?Josh wasted no time in crossing her wrists above her head, circling them a few times with the soft rope, then. ”She was old and was starting to lose her senses so I didn’t think much of the story she told. She explained to me that the fantasy tales of fairy godmothers were twisted by Hollywood into something cute and sweet but that the true legend came from the legends of fairy gobblers. She told me the story of a young man, named Vince, that lived on a farm near the foothills of a mountain. When he was growing up the older men told him to avoid the foothills at sunset or the fairy gobblers would get.