Alice and I have been together for four or five days. There have been long periods of silence but as we drive toward Zion National Park in Utah there are happier moments in the car. As we pull into St. George, Utah I have a brilliant flash--Saran Wrap bondage. So I go to the local Safeway and buy red and green Saran wrap.
We enter Zion and I rent a cabin at the foot of the Cliffs. Alice had brought a 1950s barn-red dress which she complements with a red wig. She eyes herself in the dressing room mirror (#1). To me she looks very European, like a dangerous La Femme Nikita (#2, #3). And you're the victim.
I apologize you do not get to see the wonderful moments during which I get to wrap her supple body. Alice is forever the actress and stares fearfully back at the camera (#4). The knotty pine adds to the detective feeling. After a pleasureful half hour or so I suggest she try to escape (#5). She rolls side to side (#6, #7), her arms still pinched to her sides (#8).
Eventually she manages to free her legs (#9). Note that she still has her heels on.
Fortunately for the observer, her struggles produce many glimpses of her panties (#10, #11).
