.. so i grabbed her arm before she was completely aware and dragged her out of the car. "Welcome home baby."She rubbed her eyes with her free hand an... looked around. "Where are we?" Thats all she asked as she looked around and saw nothing but the house in front of us. This place was out in the woods. Not much around except the trees and the nearest neighbor was about 20 miles down the road."Its our new place Cyra. But don't worry you wont be alone for long. I'm gonna bring you some. Despite what was to her the annoyance of the freckles, she could see in the little compact mirror that she was indeed a very attractive young woman, the kind of young woman whose sweet, almost childlike facial features were a direct contrast to the delectable, curvaceous symmetry of her sensuous-looking body. The long, lucent swing of her shoulder length reddish-blonde hair tended to sophisticate her pixyish beauty, so that she almost looked her age.Replacing the mirror in her handbag, the. That’s when I discovered the clothes I had worn the night before were still sopping wet. Even my shoes were soaked through. And when I looked in my pocket, I found a soggy supermarket receipt showing I’d bought five bottles of Irish whiskey late the previous night. And I didn’t even have a hangover to show for it.I had a very late breakfast than made my way to the river bank. I had no trouble finding the quiet spot from the previous night. There, lying on the wet grass, were five empty Irish. “I ... I don’t know what to say,” Kim stuttered. “To what do we owe this honor? Miss Douglas, you’re famous. What are you doing here with us?”“First of all, as I just said, I’m Donna Douglas. And you are... ?” Donna extended her hand across the table.Kim gripped the extended hand and said, “I’m Kimberly Kane, but what... ?” Her voice just tailed off.“Miss Kane, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life,” Donna Douglas began. Then, in an apparently total change of direction,.