I can feel my erect nub of flesh being pulled, first up and then down as my finger slides gently over it. My knees are now wide apart, my feet drawn u... to my bottom. Now my whole hand is flat over my vagina, my middle finger continues to slip inside me. The others push down on the folds of skin surrounding the opening; the whole area is being pulled to and fro as my arm rises and falls. I push harder and more firmly now. Now the sensation deep within me has taken on a life of its own. It can’t. I won’t take you to the ‘repressed’ section just yet, I’ll need to give you some firearms training first.’ Bronwyn keeps pace but is visibly taken aback by his comment. The words tick over in her mind as she comes to a realisation. ‘Can- Can I die here?’ she asks, her nerves breaking through the solid demeanour. ‘No. Or at least, I can’t. I’m pretty sure you can’t either.’ Jayce rubs his beard, thinking. ‘How do we get back?’ ‘Ah,’ Jayce stops and turns to the woman, rubbng the back of his neck. . CRACKACKACK!There was no warning and she saw no movement before there was a short hissing sound beside her and all at once there seemed to be innumerable lines of burning agony on her skin all at once and she could not even draw breath to scream. As she hung there choking and heaving for breath she thought she would die of the pain and shock. Naturally the blow had caused her to squirm, which added to the strain on her shoulders. As her thoughts cleared and the acute pain of the blow was. She and Felix had been friendly, then flirty...then…but they never...It was a long story. But now it was different. Now she was available, and her late-night, slightly buzzed, online stalking told her that as far as the gossip rags and Facebook were concerned, he was too. Adriana wondered what she would say to him. What would catch his attention? Surely he’d heard it all before...did she just walk up and grab him by the collar? Whisper all the things she’d always wanted to do with, to, and for.