Atlanta and Ura sat at the trunk while Valerie and Jackson stood behind a tree nearby."We can't risk going into the open and them ambushing us," Atlan...a said."How about getting ahold as many horses as we can, burn their houses to the ground, and get the hell out of here?" Valerie suggested. "I'm not ready to meet my maker at this time of my life?" That's an idea," Ura agreed. "Where are the horses?" They went out there," Jackson pointed out. "We should withdraw, circle around then hopefully. Mervin had his laptop and connected to the wireless network telling us that the two connections were working. The man left notes in both trailers to advise how to do their setup, and also left his telephone number in case they had trouble.As we walked out to our vehicles, Mervin told me, "You know the cable crew is pushing your connection through fast. They should have cable hung right up to your electrical pole by sometime tomorrow. Decide where you want cable drops so they can install. ..yes I was now totally helpless and trussed up and submissive. As he slowly walked around me admiring his handiwork I couldn't help but notice that a distinct and familiar wetness was beginning to grow between my legs. I could only imagine what he was intending to do next but the mere thought of what was to come had me a bit nervous and I must admit I had become quite excited with anticipation. As he continued to circle around me he would pause to stroke, caress and explore my body. His hands. He slapped me across the face, and I dropped the cans again and tried not to cry. “Do you think we can drink that now? Do you?” I shook my head no. Dad raised his hand as if to hit me again, “I can’t hear your empty head rattle! Speak!” “No sir,” I managed to squeak out, my eyes locked on the cans on the carpet. I was too embarrassed to even look at Paul; I figured he must be very angry with me for ruining his after-work time like Dad was, was all I could think, and I wanted Paul to be.