This girl was a bit shaplier than the first, withobvious breasts straining a t-shirt that was not designed to containbreasts. Her own coarse, straw-bl...onde hair was also shaggy, but somewhatless so, not obscuring parts of her face but still intruding on itslightly. She was tall, close to six feet, with bony angles and lanky,awkward limbs. She was wearing no pants and the unmistakable odor of sexpermeated the bathroom.That woman was me, Ian West. And to say I was in shock was anunderstatement.. I had Cherry kneel on the carpeted floor and put her arms up onto the stern and then tied the rope to the ski pole. Ben and I then sat on the sides of the boat admiring our work with Cherry securely tied comfortably in place. It had been a bit of fun and unbeknownst to Ben it was all part of the plan. I began playing the jail keeper role now and told Cherry that we would untie her as soon as she apologized for being a tease. Cherry laughed and said that would never happen and she would stay. All the while, Mrs. Martha sat in the chair off to the side, her smile urging, like she wanted to push us into conversation. I could just see her pushing my and the couples heads together, yelling ‘Talk! About anything! Just talk!’ I ended my daydream when Martha broke the silence. ‘Does anyone want anything to drink’ she asked getting up from her chair, ‘water, soda, anything?’ Her smile looked strained. ‘Water for me, thank you,’ said Dorian, smiling at Martha. ‘Me too, thank you.’ Maria. As you are looking at it, it suddenly starts to vibrate, startling you. You let out a little squeal and almost drop it. You look at me and i am just smiling at you holding up the remote for you to see. I tell you there will be an addition to your outfit tonight when we go out, and then open my rope bag.I make you a pair of "panties" out of rope. You feel the soft silky rope gliding across your warm skin, my hot breath against your stomach when i lean close to you, the soft silky rope rubbing.