“She definitely needs to be naked,” Holt agreed, untying the knot that Theo had tied. “And if she’s on her back, we’ll be able to watch her face better while we’re conducting the interview.”
“What am I being interviewed about?” I asked when they’d flipped me to my back.
Holt tugged my top off and unhooked my bra to slide it down my arms while Theo tied one ankle to the bedpost.
“Your s****l preferences,” Holt said.
“And experiences. I’d like a bit of history, wouldn’t you?” Theo remarked.
“That’s probably not the best idea.” Holt pulled my right wrist on the diagonal overhead and tied it to the bedpost. Theo had my legs spread wide, securing my other ankle to the opposite side of the bed. “You might get jealous and hunt all her past boyfriends down.”
“Mmm, true.”
There was something
