He was just sitting there holding it, still, frozen, gazing at us with a look of sheer astonishment on his face. Eventually I found enough breath to ...peak. “Why don’t you light that thing and bring it over to me?” He jumped up so quickly he almost tripped, then stepped over to the couch. I could tell he was trying to play it cool, and to be fair he was making a pretty good job of it, but the situation would have tested anyone. He lit the joint and held it out to me at arm’s length. I took his. ’I was still in a shock, but then I realized I was the only one who can help her at this point of time. I finally agreed to massage her. Then she took me to her room along with her and handed me the oil to massage, I took the oil in my hand and she laid down on the bed, I asked where exactly she wanted me to apply the oil? She didn’t speak anything but just pointed at the lower back of her body on the hip.I took a deep sigh and asked her to remove her nighty, she did as instructed and was lying. The bullet did not exit the second man though, as its momentum was spent.The five remaining riders didn't see the event or didn't care. They kept riding. David moved the scope sighting distance back down to three hundred yards. All the while, the men were firing their revolvers. Their bullets weren't carrying well, and of course everyone knows you really can't hit anything shooting from a galloping horse, at least not on purpose. The riders had spread out, so David knew he'd only have a chance. Emma spoke into a taperecorder. "You are a whore. You are my slave and must obey everycommand I give to you. You will forget all about your son. He neverexisted. Danielle here is my daughter. You will spend the rest of yourlife as a whore on the streets of London. You hate yourself and have noself respect. All men must use you. You will dress as a whore and comeon to all men you see. You will sleep with men and women for money andgive that money to me."Emma placed a pair of headphones around.