Raina now found herself curled up in his arms again.She wanted to cry at the injustice. Ben’s were still the only arms she wanted to be in and had b...en. Even after she had Dana, she hadn’t been the least bit interested in any of the other men that she met. She kept comparing them to Ben, and they just kept coming up short.Something about him drew her like a moth to a flame. He made her heart race when no other man had. She’d got flushed and flustered from just being near him. Even his rejection. He grasped her and drew her towards him, so close she could feel his warm sweet breath on her skin, and he spoke directly to her for the first time. “Well, well,” he muttered, twisting his fingers in her hair so that she winced and turned her head to one side. “This is a fine piece of pussy for me to use my talents on! Salute, Don Juan!” The tall man withdrew into the crowd and Master Wolf led Belinda to the centre of the stage as the crowd huddled around them, jostling for the best view. . She keeps crying about Martin. Any clues?”I knelt down next to the woman. “Ma’am? We’re friends. I’m Mark, this is Emily, and we’re trying to get home. Your captors picked our campsite to drop you.”She regarded me through red tearful eyes. “I’m Lucy Mortensen. Martin is my husband. This is our woodlot. Those men broke into our home, and dragged me and Martin out into the yard. There, they ... they shot Martin, and left him to die! Then, they dragged me back into the trees. They stripped me. Golly, I feel bad I haven't got this one away to you yet, but I have been a bit tired the last day or two. However I will answer your questions now and then after sending this, I will read your latest email that's still unopened in my inbox.OK, I mentioned why I am having treatment in my last email. The very first session, mother just dropped me off at my counselor's office. His father used to be our family doctor until he died a few years ago so he knows the extended family that I belong to.