Ginger found herself lying on the sand with her head on Tom’s lap looking up at his eyes and beyond to the darkening sky where the stars were just b...ginning to become visible. Everyone chatted and laughed as the hotdogs, buns and condiments were passed around, sticks appeared seemingly out of thin air and they all began to roast the wieners. Tom and Terry were thick as thieves talking about old times and catching up on their lives. Cindy stayed close and seemed to be taking a lot of interest. I spent a long time explaining about how my father neglected me when I was growing up and how I craved the chance to be under the guidance of an older male and finally have a father-figure in my life.A couple weeks passed without a response, I had given up hope when I finally received a letter in my mailbox. I eagerly ripped it open and began to read it while waiting for the elevator. His name was Bob, he was in his early 60's, had grown children and was widowed. He was a semi-retired. Chapter 6 Chrissie and DirkI felt himself come to. My bottom throbbed in pain but the caning hadstopped. I tried to move but I was still tied and suspended in theframe. I now could not even move his feet. They were no longer hangingdown but where tied tightly. It felt like my heels were tied to mythighs and these in turn also were now taking the strain of my body.Then I heard a voice. "Oh I just knew it, Eve!" It was Dirk. I writhedin acute embarrassment - almost forgetting the pain of this. We were alone in the parking lot. Parking at the base of the trail, the three of us unloaded what little we needed for the day's work; a couple of digital cameras, three one-liter water bottles, Kelly's sketchpad, her box of pastels and some sheets of textured artists' paper. Just in case, Kelly also took along a small foldaway easel. Dividing the load between the three of us, we started up the trail to the top.The sun had passed its zenith and there was a cooling breeze blowing. In spite of.