He was a few years older than me but everyone knew everyone else in our small town. Some you liked others you didn't. Grif was okay, for a cop."A scho...l bus stopped suddenly in front of me so I stopped. She ran up my butt," I summed it up for him."That's not what she's telling me," he warned me, speaking of Veronica."I know, she's pretty upset about the whole thing," I acknowledged."Which school bus was it?" he looked at me closely as if he didn't believe my story."What would a school bus be. Somehow though, she just didn’t seem to belong here. Perhaps she was not the only one.“So, what brings you out here?” I asked her.“Oh, I don’t know.” She started, “Looking for a change, I guess. Something different.”There was that word, “change.” I pondered my own situation for the moment. I didn’t really have to come out here.“How about you?” She inquired, “So, what brings you out here?”“I guess I just needed a change.” I answered.“I guess we’re all just searching for something.” Linda. It was a man, young and lean and muscular. Without pausing to appraise his prey, he tied her hands behind her, then moved to secure her ankles. As he did this, a second young warrior appeared and set about lowering her to the ground. After gathering up her s**ttered weapons, they slid a pole between her wrists and ankles, hoisted the pole between their shoulders, and set off at a trot into the crevice. During this whole operation, not a word had passed between them, and they had asked her no. You are not allowed to workout from now on you are here to serve me that's it." Tushar with his heads down accepted what I just threw at him. I added "I expect you to stay naked get the breakfast and all the cleanings done before i come back."I was out in a few minutes feeling different power in myself with the cold morning breezes passing through, I had an enthusiastic but sweaty workout and jog. I was home in an hour finding Tushar doing the cleanings. I called him "Tushar?" He was there in.