" Oh, why's that then?" I went on. "I always thought you liked swimming. We went last time you came didn't we?" I was sure we had — it had been last...year, and quite a nice day then too.She grunted again, still studying the ground intently. I thought her cheeks looked a bit pink — maybe she was embarrassed. But she didn't reply.I gave up after that — there was only so long I could stick at this. At least we'd passed some of the time though and not long after we arrived at the pool.It was of. As soon as I was in I was tied withmy hands and feet tied separately and then together but giving enough slack toallow for almost full movement. I was not gagged but as soon as I was tied webegan to move with the two men that tied me still in the back with me.??????????? ?You willbe a good slave, if you are quiet and don?t fight this, you will not beharmed,? the accomplice spoke to me while getting comfortable. I tested therope around my feet and wrists. The knots were on my wrist, I couldn?t. I ordered a pint of Adnam's Best Bitter and found myself a table where I could watch the door and be easily seen when she came in.She didn't show. By One O'clock I decided I'd been stood up. It wasn't a great surprise after all; we'd only just met. I'd invited myself to her studio, which must have looked pretty intrusive. Normally it's one of those things you just put down to experience but for some reason, this time, I couldn't let it go. It nagged at me. I finished my pint and headed off over. That was perfect!The Indian fell on his back so that he did not damage the bolt when he hit the ground. There was enough of the bolt’s shaft sticking out of the wound for me to grab hold of it and pull firmly. The cross pin kept the point attached to the shaft, and the head came out with the rest of the bolt. I figured that it was a lucky bolt, so I wiped off the blood and reloaded it into my cocked crossbow. It was possible to cock the crossbow while you were lying on the ground if you were.