Pamela loves her sense of superiority, knowing instinctively that she has placed David in some form of aroused state. David smiles, loving the flirty...conversation with Pamela but becomes increasingly frustrated at the realisation that it is going nowhere. He shuffles on his seat, trying to ease the pressure on his groin and reduce the instinctive swelling of his penis. David continues working when he notices a file on the shared drive. He clicks into it and detects a new set of business. ”“How about we ask Deb to cover for you, you have dinner at the house, and spend the night. Just cuddling.”I grinned, “If you can restrain yourself, sure!”Milena leaned over and kissed my cheek, “I can.”August 11, 1983, McKinley, Ohio“So what happened?” I asked when Liz called on Thursday evening.“I can only tell you what Hannah said, because I haven’t talked to Maggie. I figured it was a bad idea to try, given I’m pretty sure her parents know we’re Orthodox.”“What did Hannah say?”“That. L. D. Jansen. She was obviously a wealthy woman. Her visual memory floated back to the letters on the awning of the building: The Jansen. L. D. must be the owner. They guided L. D. to a leather sofa where she threw back her head. “Oh my God. My head is killing me.” L. D. moaned. The more sight she regained, the less light she was able to tolerate. “Do you have ibuprofen? Where’s your bathroom?” Rosanna asked. L. D. flung her right arm in a vague direction. Rosanna followed it, rose and went in. It was immediately followed by a pinching stabbing sensation then icy numbness spreading up and down my leg. Before I could reach down to touch my thigh I suddenly went cold all over! I had to fight to breathe, sounds started to echo, the light became too bright to keep my eyes open, and I was falling.When I woke my wrists were bound by thick leather cuffs, padded, but three inches wide and each buckle had a lock along with one attached to a D-ring from each cuff. I suddenly realized I was.