Alone was now Daemon who crawled slowly and cautiously. A rush of adrenaline struck him; whether to turn back or follow on: what difference would it m...ke? Either way he was in trouble. There was neither right nor left, neither silence nor noise but the sound of his breathing, his pulsating heart and the path he tread through. God was not in him. Unbeknownst to him, there were rooms on either side of him which were inhabited by the corrupted men who broke the silence by yelling at the poor boy. Okay.....just eh...." Nothing bad will happen to you....I promise. When you're uncomfortable, tell me immediately and we'll stop. Okay?"Bridget didn't answer. She just closed her eyes like she was ready to submit to Sandra. "Turn around my dear."Bridget turned and Sandra tied the blindfold around her head. She couldn't see. Sandra walks around her, touching her continuously with one hand. Over her buttocks.... her tummy..... her back... and her breasts. Bridget is getting more and more aroused.. If only she wasn’t such a coward she would have come clean with him but without him she would be lost. She loved him and had come to depend upon him. He was the tree and she the grass. Without him she was nothing. Getting up she brushed away her tears and laughed. She was a bitch, she wanted to have her cake and eat it too. And it wasn’t going to last for too long. Sooner or later her world was going to shatter around her and she had no one to blame for it but her own insatiable desires.. Holmes whimpered."Wait." Watson told him. Holmes nodded, resting his forehead against the wall.Watson went to the cupboard in the bathroom. It was in disarray. Bottles of unlabelled liquids were everywhere along with soap, medicines, oil and random objects that looked as though they had been shoved there as a last resort."bloody Holmes, never bloody putting anything back in its proper place..." Watson muttered, picking up what looked like a pocket dictionary and tossing it over his shoulder.He.