"They've already freed most of us, and will be back for those of us with collars when they find a key."The Senator glared at her and stepped forward. ...You shall not live to enjoy that freedom, bitch," he grated out between clenched teeth. He raised the narrow straight sword and leveled it at her chest. "I wished to enjoy killing you slowly, but will take much pleasure, anyway, from doing it quickly."There was some murmuring from among the other women. "Fear not, ladies, I've time to tend to all. I used to purosely stand behind her and she knew the reason and wuld purposely shake her ass. I would get aroused by that and used to have a hard on. We used to stay in the same locality (as even my dad was a rich guy and not a poor one). We had our bungalows facing each other. So sometimes she would take her car and sometimes I would take mine. We both had our room facing each other. Many a times I would see her peeking at my body. I had myself several times seen her masterbating. I would too. Afterwards, I offered her a lift back in my 1958 Morris Minor. Her eyes lit up when she saw its classic lines. "Minors turn me on so much," she enthused. "When I see a Minor I just want to run my hands all over it." "Look, rape guy, I'll be blunt." She was always blunt, years working in the bear-pit of the city derivatives markets had made her hard-nosed and straight-talking. "It's my birthday on 29th February - I was going to invite these other losers to dinner at my place, but what do you say. But that was all in the past, today is a new day and this was a new world."Darrell, hey Darrell," he was pulled back to reality by the calls from his neighbor, Bill, an old timer in the area. "You have been working too hard, let's take the afternoon off and go hunting."Darrell threw the ax over his shoulder and followed the wagon down to the house, there he traded the ax for his trusty rifle and climbed into the wagon with Bill. "They have been spotting some great deer over at Sugar Creek,".