I smelled the freshly cut grass. I smelled the roses that were growing near the spot where I was sitting.And then I sensed another smell. This one was...fresh and light. It had just the slightest hint of fruit. I recognized it immediately. It was the smell of a woman. It was a very nice smell. It was beginning to have an effect on me. I was losing control. I began to sense my loss of rational thinking. I had to go. I had to move to fresh air. I excused myself and left the garden. I had almost. “Oh ho! It looks like my lovely prisoner has awoken from her slumbers.” She stared through the bars, her vision aided by the a torch in the hall beyond, at a pair of men, her gaze going first to one whom was beautiful. He was handsome in a slightly androgynous manner; dressed in silk, lace at his throat and wrists, his waistcoat buttoned across a slender chest and a narrow waist. He was clean shaven and his fine gold hair was drawn back in a ponytail. Bright blue eyes glittered from beneath. You and that baby are mine. Come on, open the door so that we can be together again,’ he said loudly. She was trying to think, to act. All the scenes from the past year with him passed in front of her eyes. She ran to the phone and called 911, shouted to the operator that Stephen was banging on her door and thankfully she was coherent enough to give the address. The operator asked her to calm down and look for another way out of the house. Anna ran upstairs and back downstairs to the sitting. The towel was very small. It came just near her ass. We could clearly see her but cups in the towel. She came out searching for her clothes. And made sure she doesn’t make any noise else the watchmen would come and could see her in towel as she was in the lobby although the grills closed. Roy took out his cell phone and started recording mam.The phone was a branded one and the video which came out was awesome. Mam was in her heels in the towel. Her hair was tied in bun all wet with bangles on.