.. with hindsight he knew he should have left it at home but he'd gotten greedy, careless even, and now he was paying the price.Of course he'd tried t... escape. Almost as soon as he got home he was trying to find a way out. Picking the lock just wasn't possible - the thing seemed to have been designed to resist any attempt to pick it. Nor could he squeeze himself out of the belt - he'd done much too good a job of sizing it to his waist for that. He did briefly consider bolt-cutters or a hacksaw. She was to be careful to not overuse the pain pills and he provided nutritious and delicious meals for her. His bed was hers now, and he was going to take the sofa in the living room. She quickly insisted that he not be relegated to the sofa in his own home and there was plenty of room for them to share his bed.While sitting on the edge of his bathtub, he was admiring her cute butt while washing her backside as she faced away from him. She was standing, hands up in the air and resting against. She lived alone on her small farm which had plainly seen better days. No great beauty for looks but the work on her farm had made her strong, tanned and active but she had a great sense of humor with a ready quip for many an occasion and could add life to any conversation. I was attracted to her vitality and liveliness in spite of the difference in our ages. Beyond that, she just did not act her age: irresponsible enough to sleep late in the mornings, stay up late at nights (we could see her. Naval scenes dominated the pictures. They were mostly paintingsof old sailing ships. On the desk and the conference table were bronzestatues of horses - noble steeds with dashing poses. They looked ready torun from the tables at a moment's notice."Did you have a pleasant flight, Lieutenant?" the Admiral asked, comingfrom behind his desk to shake my hand. He was a large man. I was six two,but he was taller than me by at least three inches. His dress blue jacketwas almost straining from the size.