"Wait a minute, you're not going to tease and torture me then leave me like this, are you?" I asked to a roar of laughter from the doorway."Afraid so,...you won't make it to work and you are going to have a busy night. Your phone has been dinging like crazy again. A quick cold shower is all you get," she said as she was headed to the door. I dispatched both pillows at her to another roar of laughter from the cheap seats.A very cold shower, clean uniform and I was in the kitchen with the. The sun had not yet come out, and there was just a slight clarity. It was already quite warm, though, and I began to sweat. Finally, after a good while, I heard the stream. I approached cautiously, but saw no one. I had scouted what appeared to be a good viewing position, and sat in wait. After a couple of hours, no one came. I took off my boxers, took a quick dip in the cool water, which was very refreshing, and returned, frustrated. The following day I repeated the same procedure. I arrived,. Openings were set in several rather strategic places, allowing access to her body from outside. She lay on her back, knees doubled back so they were pressed against the roof of her prison, directly above her face. Her ankles were attached to the corners by steel cables, her hands bound painfully behind her back. She was being held absolutely immobile, totally vulnerable and completely exposed. She could feel pressure on her nipples, and looking down as much as her situation could allow, saw. They had fled Uvalde, Texas in 1875 where John had been accused of gunning down a man, he had shot the man but it was in self-defense. Molly worked as a waitress in her uncle’s saloon and John had been talking to her. Bob Talbert was sweet on Molly and became enraged when he saw John and Molly together. Bob kicked John’s chair over and while John was on his back, pulled his gun and tried to kill him, drunkenly he missed. John pulled his own pistol and returned fire and his shot was true. Bob.