I have you and my small grandson still.’ He lifted his cup of rum for a small sip. Lise had taken to watering it down as much as she dared out of he... concern that he not hasten his end with it, and also out of their near-poverty. Lise was a mistake in a sense, a surprise last pregnancy to her parents after the others were gone. Her mother had never regained much of her strength after the labor and had passed to the ravages of a late-winter cold when Lise had been only ten. Her father had been. There must have been a bar nearby.After several nerve-wracking steps deeper into the unknown, I finally saw them silhouetted by the low light coming from the opposite end of the alley. Three ... no, four figures close together, over thirty yards away. Laughing and low growls reached my ears, but beneath them all was the distinct sound of a woman's soft whimpering and distressed pleas."Please, no..." -sob- "Please don't hurt me."Red hot rage burned away any and all of the nervousness from within. He didn't ask if I'd used a spear because I doubt he considered any other possibility. I'm not sure they even knew about other types of weapon.When he asked how I captured the calf I was glad to show him the sash cord lariat and even demonstrate how it was done. He was amazed with it from the start and clearly wanted one, though he didn't asks.Mentioning that I didn't have any more of the cord that was long enough for a lariat led to explaining that lariat meant a rope with a sliding loop on. Day 4 So there she was covered from head to toe in pink Latex. I'm not going to waste my time telling you about the morning again, it was the same as the previous two. Breakfast, injections, getting dressed, blah blah blah.. Anyway, as she had been for the past few days, she was in a small room with a single chair. Not very comfortable, I imagine the pillows on the floor were more comfortable to sit on. Her wrists are handcuffed behind her back, but she is not being forced to sit on the.