Saturday 21 February 09It was on the second Saturday after Trevor had been taken off to hospital with Angela in tow, that another car was seen arrivin... along the track. Joseph did not recognise it. He waited by the open front door for it to draw to a halt and disgorge its passengers, for there were two occupants.His face broke into a wry smile as he saw that the passenger was Angela, and the driver was an ash blonde with a Scandinavian look about her. He was happy to see Angela again, but. You pull yourself free and put the blanket you brought over the log behind you.You untie me and get me to stand up and bind my wrists in front of me with a long lead of rope and get me to bend over the log with my hips in the air and tie the rope to a tree in front of me and you then secure my torso as well.You pull my panties down to my knees and toy with the plug for a while, pulling on it until it almost comes out, only to push it back inside me. I hear the noise of you opening a plastic. From somewhere within I could hear the faint sound of George and Mum talking.The window was old and the wood was nearly rotten. I realised it was not latched on the inside and delicately I eased the window from its frame. Almost at once I could hear George’s voice. I still couldn’t see him, but his heavy breathing and grunting were loud and clear and although my experience was limited in the extreme, there was no mistaking the sexual nature of his voice. It seemed they were directly below the. Those kind weput away real quick because they take care of themselves in the bighouse. Others it seems just sort of fall into it. A lot of timesthey're victims, not necessarily innocent, but victims nonetheless whoalways eventually end up in some alley with their dead eyes staring upat the sky. Finally, there are those that go looking for it. They diveright in thinking they can handle anything that comes up. In the endsomething shows up that's bigger than they are and they end up down atthe.