A balcony lingered on the opposite end of the room past the bed and looking out onto rolling hills below. The red walls were quietly accented by the c...ool white lighting. Interesting details adorned the ceilings whilst soft music played into the room. My footsteps made no noise as the thick shag pile carpeting cushioned my footfalls. Scarlett headed to a table and began to light some candles and set the mood. Once she had done that the electric lights were switched off. The room whispered sweet. He had pulled over behind her, a God's send in her time of need. At that time of day, on the tiny back road they had been on, it would have been hours before she could have gotten help.And besides, he had been so handsome, outfitted in a classy dress shirt open at the throat, dark hair brushing the collar in the back. His slacks fit well, showing off a nice ass as he crouched down next to her tire to take off the flat. When he had explained that she had the wrong size lug wrench, as if she knew. He pressed hard against me, preventing my bunched dress from dropping and aided such, dropped both hands down to cluch the hemline, and in doing so, sent the equivlant of an electric shock on my clitoris, as he touched my bare skin.I felt the pressure ease off my buttocks as the hemline of my dress was raised over them and pushed all the way up to my bra.What a sight to the casual viewer, a long stockinged legs and knickerless torso, bent over the railings and readied for penetration, by the. A delightful idea!She would have to consult Miss Judith about the pillory and where it should be placed on the foredeck. It would be best if it were visible from he upper guest-deck, there one could relax under an awning... and watch.Judith glanced at her wrist-watch. Melissa was probably on the treadmill by now, and after months of soft living she would be finding it a muscle-burning agony.Good...Certainly, too, it was unlikely that she would complete the set number of revolutions in on hour..