?You?re posing me! Like a slave!??Sshh! Don?t attract attention to yourself here. You?re just a slave nowif anyone looks at you. Just a common slave.?...I pulled my Mistress into arecessed doorway as a couple of thieves strolled past on their way toperform a couple of burglaries that night. One of them pinched Myrwynn?sass as he strolled by and the woman let out a sharp yelp in surprise. Imeanwhile had reached into my small Hessian sack. ?Just one more thing.Turn round and face the wall,. Her husband David was going to be out of town for work and their son was spending that weekend at his friend's house so they could do an overnight paint ball extravaganza. Stacy was wanting to get out of town so she asked if me and Ashley wanted to go, we agreed because it would be time we could run the quad runners and not be bored. Since that least time we were up there none of us had talked about what had taken place, we all pretended like it never happened. For me it was difficult not to. Breathing/one regular heartbeat inside the tent. Small shifts in position, indicative of a person sleeping (or bound).He focused harder, trying to discern what lay outside of his view.Two more heartbeats and a pair of breathing patterns. Slightly stronger sounds, more like those made by someone trying to be very still.Come into my parlor, said the spider to the fly. Too bad I’m a goddamned wasp, sucker!So, the tent was bait. John wondered who the poor bastard was they’d stuck in there. He was. A pair of guards shined a torch at them and giggled at their naked guilt reflected by the lust in their eyes and the sticky juice on their legs. Neither Nurse Betty nor Nurse Heidi cared about their laughter because they could only see each other as an extension of their own individuality.Soul-mates in midst of chaos lost in a timeless woven fabric of overwhelming desire.Doctor Sato's experiments came to a sudden halt with the invasion of Allied forces under the command of General MacArthur.