Page jumped off of his lap and opened a small refrigerator hidden in the night stand next to the chair.It was then that Carl could see all of Page. Pa...e was naked. She had rarely been covered around Carl, but this was more startling because the only thing Page wore was a heavy gilded metal collar at least two inches wide with a chain that was attached to the headboard of the bed. To Carl, Page had never looked more the role of 'slavegirl' than she did at that moment. She was the very embodiment. He came off the tour boat in a power chair and ran off the slats into the sand. The slats: Daddy and The Twins built a pathway from the dock to the grass. The ice in the winter has pushed the dirt into a sort of a bluff. After the bluff the grass starts.We have two main walkways, one to the house and one to the Inn ... other than the Aerodrome, that's it for paving. No roads, and we don't allow cars. With the watches we don't need 'em ... sorry, them. We do have a couple of tractors ... the. Probably on mission converting the pagans, or the hidden deep underground evil ones. We were just in the area and wanting to drop in and visit, maybe make new friends or business partners, eh? We both seem to love those mountains, so full of old mysteries and forgotten things. It would be nice to bring those old times back again, eh? Ah, there's so much truth to be found there in the hidden dark places of the world, eh? Don't you agree?"Ok, it wasn't very subtle, I admit, but these zealots were. "We've got to cut this out, hon'," Trina told her. "I'm getting too old to ball this much. I ache when I get up in the morning." But a good ache," Laura smiled.Trina, however, was solemn. "I... got something I should tell you," she said, looking away evasively.Laura could feel the chill almost immediately. Oh god, here it comes! "What is it?" she asked softly, preparing for the worst."I... met this... guy, you know," Trina said, haltingly.Laura shut her eyes. Oh god. She let him sleep with her..