“What are you doing here? I thought they had agreed to leave me alone.”“I know and I’m sorry to disturb you, but there is a problem and you an... your hunters may be the only ones that can help us.”“I’m sorry, but the answer is no, after what they did to me, they’re lucky I don’t hunt them down and destroy them.”“They wish to apologise, won’t you at least hear them out?”“I’m sorry, if I see them again, I will kill them!”“I had hoped not to have to do this, but do you remember what you said to me. First came the posturing and walking lessons. Back and forth across themy living room, wearing a dress and wobbly high heels, every day forwhat seemed like hours. John had mysteriously vanished several nightsago. I had no idea where he was, but I figured he would be back by thetime classes started. At any rate, we had the privacy we needed forJenni to teach me how to walk again."No Dale, stop slouching! Chest out, head high! I swear, you walk like acaveman! One hip forward at a time, atta boy,. "Terrible consequences" was an accurate description.They were far too terrible to be allowed to happen. Prof and I had discussed this scenario, and we couldn't let them carry out their threats because if I was injured much more than I was now, I wouldn't be able to get us out of here even if they released me from the chains - and it looked very much as if they were about to injure me MUCH more! There were two of us here, which they would think was one more than they needed to learn the secret. Further the shop in our next building was a big hardware godown where normally none will be there after evening hours. So we had some privacy of a sort in nights and hence talking with those prostitutes for a longer time posed no problem to us. Talking with them also relieved me of the monotony of my work and it was a welcome diversion for me at many times.Among these women one lady was an older woman with age of about 50 years or more. I came to know she was previously doing prostitution and.