Bud and I will try to take out the guards from the rear forward. That will keep the escapee in front of us. Hustle so you have time to set up."I said ...o Bud, "You know the trick, no sound, no gun, just silence the ones from the back to the front. If they see us, start shooting."The escapee and nine men walked past us fairly quickly. The alley was narrow enough that the men were single file. The last one through quietly fell with a broken neck as Bud let him down. The next one up had the same. I suddenly felt surrounded and overwhelmed by all this femininity, theclothes around my body, the scent of the room and the happy friendlywomen giggling and smiling as they looked at me. The part of me thatwanted to run seemed to melt away into the atmosphere. I don't everremember feeling more comfortable, contented and connected.We spent the remainder of the afternoon in the kitchen... eating,giggling, sipping and laughing as we sat by the table over looking thegarden. For me it was heavenly. ..if it is not too much trouble." No trouble at all."Harold led the way to his car and held the passenger door open for Ellen to get in and as she did so he got his first whiff of her quite seductive perfume.They continued to chat on the short journey and soon arrived at Ellen's secluded bungalow.Harold opened the passenger door and as she got out their faces were only inches apart and their eyes met.Both were probably seeing the same thing in the other's eyes."Are you sure that you don't want. “From up here, he barely feels anything. But when you pour it from less than a foot up.” She tipped the candle over from a few inches above his skin and spikes of heat and pain slammed into his brain. “And that becomes much more intense.” She then moved the candle back to high up and said, “Now watch this!”Anne knew that the beeswax candles she held melted at a much lower temperature than commercial candles and that from high up, the wax essentially was cooling and congealing before it touched.