I don’t like the questions in your eyes. I bring your hand out of my jeans-front and suck on your forefinger with deliberate slowness. You taste lik... girl-flower and sexy hand-salt. You make a noise like a teenager having his cock sucked for the first time (breathy, unbelieving). I take off your t-shirt. I continue but without looking at your face anymore, I want you to be unreadable but at last glance your expression is confused, dark with lust but not yet lost in the moment. I run an eager. He remembered trying words one last time, many times, but ultimately he had to resort to physical strength. He remembered fighting the insidious magic that was hanging about, while the maiden was fighting his attempts to save them both. He remembered fighting a losing battle. He remembered trying to tie her up, with her own clothing, while trying not to hurt her. And his memory became foggier and foggier…They became tangled up. She enjoyed his closeness, the physicality of his rescue. I tried to call Cherry, but the calls went straight to voice mail, or, in the case of the sat-phone, were unanswered.Plans were made, discussed, amended and put into action.Bernie, Snoopy, Zoe and I would deal with one house, Chalky, Fatso, Dusty and Goat the other. We dressed in what I always think of as our ‘Ninja’ outfits, but really it was just black combat gear including a Kevlar vest. Dusty and I were armed with Glock 19 automatic pistols, we all carried batons. Use of the firearms would. SOMEBODY was going to have to take the cars, too. The ‘second’ abductor would take care of the car after the target was unconscious. Hopefully, Seth had the rest accounted for. And deal with their return to the ‘normal’ world.Pissy Parsons (he hated that nickname) would be first. Naturally, he didn’t attend college or have a real job. Nominally, he was a salesman at his uncle’s Chrysler dealership. They hung out down the street from Parsons Chrysler/Jeep and waited. Pissy left about 4:15 and.