It was a pleasure to talk to Jack and we were all invited to join them in West Georgia. Jack was cautious like me. He didn't reveal the exact location...of his community and I didn't blame him nor ask him. I told him that we would have to talk it over but would make a decision soon.After they closed the net, I turned off the radio and said, "Well, what should we plan on doing?"Jane said, "I would still like to go to my farm in western Tennessee. I'm sure Jack and Shirley and the people there are. Rosa waits on the bed. Bill calms down. If Rosa wanted to escape, she would be doing so now.Myra returns carrying an assortment of items including restraints, which she lays on the bed side table. Rosa is looking at her shaking her head no. Myra grabs one of Rosa’a wrists, pulls it up, and chains it to one head bed post, and then goes for the other wrist. Rosa continues to fight but ends up wrists chained to the bedposts on her back. Myra gets on the bed trying to pry her legs open. Rosa is. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life.If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that. Candice squealed loudly as she persisted in kicking and fighting him. He was tempted to punch her in the face and break her jaw, but he controlled himself. Candice did not care how intimidating he looked or what the consequences were. She was going to break free. He lifted her up and slammed her back against the wall that met the mattress.Her body thumped against the wall; she was slightly dazed. He was a professional. He did it hard enough to hurt her, but not hard enough to cause any.