We were heading in town to do some shopping and stopped by.I must start by describing what I look like to put you in the picture. I am 5'10, frizzy bl...nde hair and quite a slim toned body. I was dressed in summer surfing shorts and a smart checked shirt with flip flops.We must have spent a good hour chatting with Angie on and off when I saw Mark walk in. Mark was in his mid 40's, Angie's husband and a good friend through marriage of my mums. He was decked in a dark green dressing gown, 6'1 and. A slight tingle in my stomach, and a flicker of light, were followed by a shift in where the voices were coming from. I tried to raise my head, but the helmet was securely fastened.“Can anyone hear me?” I asked.“I can,” came the reply.“Are we going through the Vortex, anytime soon? We’ve been strapped to this table, for the past hour,” I said, able to see the wall clock, out of the corner of my eye.“How long does your suit say you have been laying there?” asked the voice.“I think it’s broken,. It just went black afterthat. The next thing I remember is waking up naked on a bed. I wasshocked and confused and when I realized that I had a shackle round myankle and that I was chained to the bed I started to panic. I screamedand shouted for help and a large ugly man with a pock marked face cameinto the room. He spoke first in a language that I could not understand,but when I asked him where I was he answered in very broken english thatI was in his whorehouse and if I did not keep quiet he. I am a little surprised that Chuck is bringing them with him, but then it probably was his women that were bringing them.After lunch, I called out to the airpark to see if they had heard from Dewey. Star said, "He'll be here right at two. If you want, I can call you when he's on final approach." No, Star, I'll be there at two, so no need to call. I'll come out early to say hi to everyone. We're leaving Wednesday, you know." How could I not know, Steve," Star said, sarcastically. "It seems like.