I turned back to the taxi driver and started talking about how often we get a day off and despite that, we still couldn't turn off our mobile phones..... He sympathised and asked me what we both did. I lied and told him we were both in facilities management and went on to say that even though the phones were on we didn't HAVE to take every call, just the seemingly urgent. ie, if it's an emergency they'll ring a few times and we'd know it was worth the bother of answering.With that set up... the. It reminded her of the pens at the cattle market back home where prospective buyers inspected stock before a sale, and that was exactly what it was; these men were inspecting the women with a view to buying them.Finally the last prospective buyer left and the guards came and released their hand from the suspending points. This allowed her to stand up, albeit with her feet still shackled wide apart. This eased her shoulders and enabled her to stretch some of the aching muscles.The random, and. She then revealed to me how her husband is always on tour and she is left alone with no one. I asked her jokingly that she does not miss him, she looked into my eyes and replied, I sure do, but whets the use, he is business minded guy.I looked again into her eyes and I saw a sparkle which any one can tell is invitation in her eyes.I slowly changed the topic and started chatting more on sex related topics, she was also showing much interest. I got up and went to bring another glass of soft. .. " Yes. She died young, unmarried. Cancer." So I was your idea of an exorcism?" Yes, a symbolic consummation of what never was, but should have been. I hoped that in the firelight you would become her, the Nicola I so cruelly abandoned. I hoped that holding you, whispering my love to her, begging forgiveness, I could forgive myself and find some measure of peace.I rock her in my arms until the tears stop, her eyes close, and slumber takes her. I have a little think, then let it take me, too..