He paused only a moment to remove her sandals, dropping them in the fresh clean hay that lay on the ground.Ines was moaning softly as she regained her...breath.Through watery eyes she watched as Nicolas moved over to a rope tied to the side of the stall, unwound it and pulled.She was lifted a foot off the ground, her wrists burned as the ancient metal bit into her flesh and her delicate bones, her entire weight was born on them. Hot tears sprung to her eyes as she started a slow spin, which gave. . what is it ... slang? Words?" Well a few weeks in school surrounded by your peers should take care of that. Anyone else?" Actually the slang might get me for a little while too," I volunteered."Oh, of course," Mrs. Delino tittered. "I suppose the teenage slang on Islandia is much different than it is here." I think it is mostly absent, rather than different," Cole commented. "Life on Islandia is very rural, outside of the capitol, and they all live very much closer to the edge of wildness. ’ He smiled a little. ‘You and Dee Dee are different and you know it. By my standards you are rich. You must have all the toys you want already. You can afford them so you must have them, at least if you want them. You don’t need me to provide you with material goods. At least I hope you don’t, because if you do you’ve got the wrong man.’ I said, ‘Explain yourself young man.’ ‘Donnie, I’m twenty-five years old. To you that may be awfully young, but in my profession if I really wanted to make. After we had made ourselves decent again Mr Jacobs made us promise that we kept the event as a secret, we promised and headed to the door, I stopped and asked, “are you going to the dance tonight sir?” he nodded and smiled, I just smiled back and walked through the door following Amy to the ladies toilet to clean up.The walk home seemed shorted than usual, we chatted about Mr Jacobs, the party, what we had bought to wear and what we could do to be our usual slutty self. Some of the lads had.