" I'm just going to put this on the stove and we can fill our plates from there. How about a beer and some of those rolls we bought to go with this? T...e gravy is thick and will taste good on bread."When we were seated and had started eating, Shirley said, "Don't know where the old man is. I told him what time the food was going to be done. I guess he'll eat out at the clubhouse. He's probably feeling guilty. He usually does after he loses it with me. Hope he comes back looking for some loving. She had even helped to pull it tight and tie off the laces. He wore ashoulder length blonde wig and his face was completely made up withcherry red lipstick. The last item she had put on him had been a pairof elbow length red satin gloves.He was held in place by two straps. One went around each shoulder andfastened at the back. They also went around the top bar of a crosswhich was set on top of a 4x4 post fastened tightly to the floor. Aleather slave collar was buckled around his throat. A. Heather was in her 40's but could have easily passed for early 30's, with long black hair, a slim waist and relatively large breasts for her figure. She clearly had a little bit of plastic surgery done at some point but it had paid off, and she looked a lot like actress Courteney Cox. "Hello Aaron! So nice to finally meet you. I've heard so much about you from your father, he showed me your football games and everything. I guess you're my new stepson now!" "Yeah, I guess so. Nice to meet you. He couldn't escape the feeling that itwas mocking his indecision."Yeah, fuck you too," he spat at the mischievous bird.He stood, lifting his arms in the air and letting the blood flow freelyto his limbs. He sucked in cool air through his nostrils, breathing outloudly and steeling his resolve. No, he wasn't going to walk alone intothe wilderness again. He would head for the town this time. Sean ignoredthe voice in the back of his head beginning him to reconsider.Below the ridge he could see a.