Neither could tell how many hours had passed since the man with the counterfeit smile had turned their lives upside down. Still naked, they stood side-by-side against the wall, their breasts framed by rope that had almost become a second skin and their lips sealed by dark tape. Searching for consolation, Savannah and Diana turned cautiously on their bare feet until their chests touched, a tableau that amused the man on the run. Their spirits rose when he told them it was time for him to exit because the pressure was off; assuring them that he didn't want to leave his new friends in such a v... Show more