There was some discussion of just sitting the day out and hoping for better weather tomorrow, but it was clear that they weren't going to be much wett...r if they went ahead down the river. It was a day that they didn't have many big rapids, although they had a couple. Fortunately the rain quit and the sun came through broken clouds for a while later in the day, and they pulled into the first decent sand bar they could find to camp on and do their best to dry out.They were drier, if not real dry,. I took a deep breath and entered. At first, I thought I was in the wrong room. The person lying in front of me had absolutely no resemblance to the woman I had married.Tubes and wires were everywhere. Her head was almost completely covered in bandages. Where skin was exposed, it was puffy and purple. It was a shock to me. The prefect looking woman that I had known as my wife had vanished. In front of me lay a stranger, a damaged and bruised human being. If her name had not been written on the. It's a very harsh look, and I feel a bit intimidated.She has dressed me up in a sheer, black tee with faux leather trousers and underneath I'm wearing some latex, lace-up boxers with a zip. Chaz is really into fetish wear, but I feel embarrassed. I then see another man walk past in some arseless chaps, being led on a leash by a woman wearing a catsuit. A woman next to us at the bar is only wearing some black tape to protect her modesty. In comparison, we were wearing a lot more clothes."I'm. I knew that I would be hearing about this later, but damn! What did they expect? I got into my car and headed back to the Burien station. Burien was a small town just south of Seattle, too small to have their own police, so the job fell to us of the King County Sheriff’s Office. I slammed the door on the way in and sat at my desk, still pissed. ‘What the hell’s the matter now, Clay?’ asked Dave, my partner for the last 4 years. ‘Them bastards walked! I don’t know why we even bother! It should.