" Don't you feel sorry for those poor people in that building?" asked Harriet."Just think of all the people they've butchered. Worse than that, they r...bbed you of a year of your precious sweet life, they caused me to leave home, which I had sworn I never would, they tortured me for four horrible hours and you for half an hour. And as if all that weren't bad enough they fed me on the most disgusting so-called food I have ever eaten in my life - hells bells, Harry, even school meals weren't so. I had been driving for 20 minutes, yet had only traveled maybe 7 miles from my building. Winding country roads had taken me to what, I hoped, would become home. My adviser and I had spoken at length about what I was looking for, job-wise. I told him my dream of being an independent farmer/rancher. It was then that his eyes lit up just the tiniest iota, and he said he knew just where I needed to be. ‘Mr. James,’ I said (that was his name, after-all), ‘I can’t thank you enough! And I don’t take a. A warlord attracted my village. I was trying to lead the young girls out to safety since we had value in the slave markets. I had thought that we was safe but they had posted guards in the woods. We were taken, stripped, and tied by the neck. Like this we were be led to the slave markets where we were to be sold.That is when I first saw this strange woman who would forever change my life. She was tall and strong looking and I noticed a few scars on her body. Her hair was dark as night and her. Put the shift lever in R for reverse but keep your foot where it is.” She looked down and did. “She said you were great in bed; that you were really hung.” “Later,” I said. “Now look behind you and take your foot off the brake but leave it just touching.” The car backed up slowly. “Okay, good, now brake. Push hard. Make it stop. Keep your foot on the brake and put it in drive, the D.” For the next ten minutes we drove up and down the long driveway. She was pretty smooth and could hit the brake.