He really is. Look at what he’s done to these poor, saucy little vixens in their tight skirts and blouses and blazers etc! He’s gagged them so tightly (after stuffing them up good with thick socks) about their faces and heads with tape; they look like they are perpetually seeing stars! Surely this fiend won’t get away with it? But, as the ladies struggle seriously hotly, all over the room he has them locked inside,. Parcelled them up so… assiduously, he has, that they can barely. Their stocking-clad feet can move around a lot, in. The pair have been recording weird sounds in this old ‘cabin’ for much of the afternoon, and as dusk begins to set in, they. And to prove it, the masked man. He expertly tapes her wrists. The other girl will be here soon and when she is, he’ll jump her as well… So, they. As they work these stuff gags out enough to spit free, they have their enter. If only they could get all of. You. With their shoes off, and all of that hot nylon right under our noses as the feisty captives bend into the. Evidently some of their muffled waffle registers as they are now in back to back, attempting to pick though their tape. But its way. Surely Mac, their editor at the BogRat Evening Standard. . They are truly wondrous. Just look at