Everet ran to his duffle bag, Wrenching it open and tossing things out until he found what he was after, his 15-foot long cowhide bullwhip. He strappe... it to his belt and pinged Angela’s phone. She was 45 yards to his Northeast. Everet sprinted toward Angela’s pinged location. He damn near ran over a sub serving drinks as he came around a corner. Then upon seeing his most treasured sub, tied, gagged and covered in welts, some of the welts bleeding, a violent bellow of rage escaped his lips as. The pool was deserted except for this older lady sitting there in her clothes reading a book. She had a hat on with sun glasses, like al older women. My hart sank. Mark said perfect and went over to talk to the woman. Within minutes the woman perked up and was smiling and playing with her hair and flirting with Mark and I. I mean Mark walked up and totally picked this old married woman up. Another minute and she was walking back to our room with us. The minute the door closed she was all over. Being stripped naked, made a slave, and then sold on the auction block. Are you scared, Troy?? she asked. ?Yes, Ms Jensen.? Before he realized what he was saying he blurted out, ?Some of my friends have made a run for it. I thought about joining them.? ?Mmmm. Yes, I can see why. It’s going to be scary, being taken to the processing office and being stripped naked. I’m sure you know about the bar code they’ll tattoo on your ass. And you’ll be owned for the rest of your life.. "He was out of sorts in a lot of ways, and it wasn't just meeting Abby that had knocked him off his game."Well, I'm pretty sure we can find you a cup of coffee, and hopefully a good one. As for your own bed, can't help you with that. Unless Fletcher gives you the night off to regroup and even then, you know the old saying. You can never go home again. Not 'til the op is over, anyway." He almost said something crass about staying in Abby's bed, but Tobias knew that Jet already had a rough enough.