Indeed, she did not remember returning to her guest house at all that night; yet awoke to find herself under the sheets of her own bed in just her lac...y bra and panties -- her heels, dress, and jewellery, all neatly assembled across the loveseat by her bed. Coffee and croissant restored her. Yet despite her foggy head, she was not so wanting in terms of memory to forget saying some naughty and inappropriate things to her nephew. Slightly horrified upon reflection, she sighed and committed. "...Seems as though you like your new outfit.." she said giggling. I told her I did like it and she smiled and reached below and gripped my balls hard. I let out a gasp as she did so, and she seemed to like that she was in control. She then told me to get onto all fours on the bed and she then tied my wrists to the bedposts and my ankles to the other set at the bottom of the bed. She the placed a few cushions under my hips which made my ass stick high into the air. I felt so exposed and. She was all smiles and I said, "You obviously had more than a couple of drinks. What did he do? Ply you with drinks and then have his way with you?"She laughed and said, "No silly. A couple of other people that we knew joined us and we got to talking and lost track of time. Tony was very nice and I think I can learn to like him. I still think he is a little too arrogant, but so what? I have a surprise for you."I asked her what and she told me that the couple sitting next to them thought that. "Tracey sighed and gave a sheepish smiled."That's o.k. I just didn't like the old guy," she said."Well, maybe he'll be gone by the time we leave," said Valerie. "I don't know what 'The Works' entails, but it better include a really long massage!" Oh yeah!" Tracey declared. "By a really hot Scandinavian guy!"They giggled and proceeded to the spa, gift certificates in hand."What the?" exclaimed Valerie when she got to the first door. "BimboTech? What the hell is that? But it says suite 321, just.