They had joked that it was the last street before civilization ended, and that had been wonderful. Nothing better than having all that nature to explo...e in addition to tons of kids to play with. This, however, would have been fine too. A different kind of wilderness to explore.Walking up to the front door, he smiled at the Buffalo Bills flag hanging off the porch. It was probably a law that every third or fourth house had to have either a Bills or Sabres item on display. Buffalo Bandits. " She agreed. "Bloody hell, Steve, whatever got into me to do that?" A wine bottle!"They looked at each other. Helen because the remark seemed so obvious, and Steve because the remark was intentionally obvious and he wanted to judge the result. Steve grinned, Helen smiled, and they both began to giggle. Then they were both laughing uncontrollably in an emotional release."You stupid sod." Helen told him, still laughing.Tension released Helen looked at Steve. "Right, are you ready for me?" Do you. .. frightening. He turned his gaze to Shelly."See? I ... I honestly don't know how to react to that. It's going to take ... awhile before I can act all sane about these things. As much as the horny boy in me wants her naked in my cabin every night, the realistic somewhat sane boy in me wants to keep her as far away as possible." He looked back over at Lessa. "And ... I know I'm going to have to keep sending you into danger, but the part of me that keeps mourning over Cynthia will want to keep. Good enough... she squeals. Lead by collar to kitchen. Sit her at table.Strap her ankles together... very tight."Ouch!"Yes I know it's tight, yes I know it hurts yes it's supposed to..."Shut up!" Make food, bring to table. She waits patiently. Ha, Hm shehas no choice.I'll feed her lovingly, gently, smilingly. After breakfast I'll hang herand flog her. I'll blindfold and gag her. That'll suppress her screams...somewhat."More egg?" She nods yes. "Bacon?" Same."Toast?" Yes, please with.