Candy Masters had already practically invited herself over, as soon as she spotted him out in the yard. She looked like a goddess, tall, lanky and gor...eous. He couldn’t wait to meet her husband Myles. If he was anything like her, this whole adventure was going to be a hot mess. He still wasn’t exactly sure how he was going to handle getting involved with them and his ‘play’ wife, Geena, in a sexual setting. He had a staunch Catholic upbringing, filled with rules and regulations on sex. Despite. As she struggled, she began to feel weak, then lightheaded. Then everything went black.Angelina opened her eyes to complete darkness. She tries to move but her hands are bound above her head. She tugs at her arms, trying to break free. She felt a cloth gagging her mouth. She moved her feet around the floor. It was cool and damp. It felt really disgusting. Suddenly the lights came on. Candles were around the room and a chandelier like object was hanging. There were demons surrounding the room,. His grim smile of satisfaction that someone had stumbled into his trap would have scared anyone who might have seen it.With the scream, surprise on the part of the bandits was no longer possible. Three men ran screaming into the camp with swords raised in the air. They slashed at the tarp trying to kill those that were in it. Moving silently, Malcolm came from behind them and dispatched the men with ease. At least one of the men never knew that the tent was empty.Malcolm moved out of the camp. " Mention what to whom?" asked Grace as she opened the office door.Daddy took one look, "Who is this young lady? I'm sorry Miss, do I know you?"Grace was dressed in young adult clothes. She represented the very best in 1954 teenagers.Crinolines and a wide white skirt, a white high buttoned blouse, white silk stockings, white shoes with just the veriest hint of heel, and elbow length white gloves. She carried a tiny clutch purse in her folded hands. She topped it all off with a poof of a white.