For there to be no doubt, they decided she needed to be tied up again and Shankar set on the task of tying her body just as he had untied a while ago,...except without hurting her. And yet, she wanted him to tie her even tighter than before as long as he was the one to open those knots.“Are you done, Shankar ji?” she asked slowly as he tied her back. He simply gave a nod and smiled at her. She wanted him to stroke her hair or appreciate her by now. Her body was longing to be touched or praised.. The moat was nowhere near dug deep enough to stop anyone, but it was at least down low enough for the tide to fill it and it would be a messy slog through it even at the easiest parts. Any sane man would use one of the bridges. The wall wasn’t done either, but it was at least a few feet high everywhere and higher in most places.The town’s defenses were being worked on by the town’s guardsmen. They were getting paid anyway, and any who weren’t needed for actual guarding were working on the. There was a recently-dug grave in the back yard and I caught a glimpse of movement when the girl hurried out the back door of a neighboring house, her backpack bulging with loot. Dropping it over the fence she moved a board she’d previously loosened and squeezed through. That was the first time I actually got a good look at her. I upgraded my initial estimate of her age to high school age, probably 17 or 18 based on the breasts she had a hard time squeezing through the opening in the fence. Her. “ You know Robert, give me a couple of months and we will both enjoy the best experience yet. I promise you.Chapter 4 Joan and JimJoan and Jim lived in number 34 and were by all accounts very quiet and not what the others would call ‘adverterous’. One Friday about 3.00pm I had a call from them asking if I would help turn in their new digital TV which had been delivered the day before.Jim answered the door and directing me to the living room added, “We’ve been trying to tune it in and.