Ron nodded and got behind Deanna. He grabbed her around the middle and gripped her tightly while Megan freed her feet. Predictably, she began to kick violently. However, the pressure of Ron’s fingers against her abdomen was enough to get her to sit still while Megan retied her feet to the legs of the pool table. Her legs were now forced wide open.
“What did you have in mind?” Ron asked skeptically. This was starting to get a little too sordid for his liking.
“Go see if Ted has a camera,” Megan instructed.
“Not until you tell me what you are going to do.”
Megan merely smiled and patted him on the head. He wasn’t going to argue with that. Off he went to Ted’s room in search of a camera.