I’m there every night. I sell the fish to some local’s for ten cents a pound. That’s how I got enough money to buy my fishing license.” “Oka...y tomorrow night then and you can sell the fish I catch. Figure it payment for being a teacher. Should I bring anything special?” “Nah, just maybe a sweater. It gets cool after sunset”, said the twenty year old man with thick blond hair and bright blue eyes whom stood tall with muscles like a lumberjack. He dated other girls but never asked them fishing,. I couldn’t see Trish at first and went looking for her. I found her in a side office asleep on a couch. She was sprawled out with one leg on the floor. This caused her wraparound skirt to fall open to her waist, showing her stocking tops, suspenders and her black frilly wide legged knickers. Her knickers leg was pulled to one side and her cunt was on show for anyone to see. It made me wonder if anyone had done this to her in her obviously drunken state, to get a feel of her pussy. Looking at. There is little furniture in the room but one item stands out in the center. ?You sit here.? Bayn gestures to me to sit down on a low ottoman and then with a finger to her mouth to silence me, she pulls my arms behind me and quickly snaps on a pair of handcuffs. I grin at her, thinking that with nothing to hold my legs down, I can easily get up. I’m wrong. Hidden in the center of the ottoman is a single bolt with a large round loop at the end. Bayn yanks the handcuffs hard and slips a small. . in Beth, the tension ... and he knew they needed to open up to each other about it.Beth, likewise, realised as she was on her way to her flat after leaving Emily Jane in Ipswich Wet Dock, that the evening to come would make or break her relationship with James. She did not rush to Felixstowe; when she did set off, she didn't go straight to James' house, but to the cliff-top car park at Old Felixstowe, where she sat and looked out at sea just as though she hadn't been looking at the sea off.