My face got slapped from both sides before the two of them stomped out in different directions. Jessica heard the commotion, of course. She slipped do...n the stairs when it had quietened down, only to find me sitting on the sofa with my head in my hands."You've got to slow down, Mark," she said as she sat next to me and draped a comforting arm about my shoulders.It wasn't meant to be a sexual gesture, but I'm a healthy man of 22 and Jessica wasn't wearing anything except the nearly-transparent. Once he got in he would start the ball rolling on getting the papers for his new client. In his pocket was the one thousand Euro deposit, the rest of the money payable on completion which should take a week at the most. Opening the front door he called out, ‘Shirley……I’m home Sweetcakes….’ And he walked into the lounge and stopped dead at the sight of Shirley tied to the chair, mouth gagged. ‘Oh my God……’ and he went forward towards her, all his focus on his wife. Big mistake. ‘Davy…..nice to. We were both wearing some sort of raggedy poncho made of rough fabric. Suddenly two bearded men burst through the door and dragged us outside. There was no point fighting as they had us in arm locks, and had guns at our temples. The next couple of days flew by in a flurry of cold ice showers, electrocutions and beatings. After a week of non stop torture the main man who had no name but who all of them called, the cracker, sat us down and spoke in broken English. You two could show the men. There will be dancing, but it won't last too late." Keep the noise down or we'll have to break it up," said the officer. He could imagine the calls they'd get in the station from the people in this neighborhood."It is a gathering of medicine men and you are not to interfere. If you interfere, I shall have to place a call to the Bureau of Indian Affairs within the Department of the Interior."Irritated at having a kid threaten him, the officer said, "We'll see about that."Clearing his throat, Ken.