A tray of food had been spilled on the floor and a glass, presumably her water, lay on its side. Bridget herself was hanging in wall shackles"You stil... have nine strokes to come. You didn't count any of the ones you had," he commented."You bastard. You didn't bring me here to fucking Arabia just to beat me up. What do you really want?" she spat at him."I wanted to have you in my harem. I was trying, nicely, to persuade you to like me when we were in Australia, but your silly prejudices against. And for Virginia, anything was worth the asking price. Since Virginia collected silver I decided to buy her a special gift for the day we were to bring our new baby home. I spent an entire day in the markets, mucking around until I came across my prize. I was about to resign myself to failure when I saw it, hanging there like a beacon lit for wayward travelers. It was a mobile for a baby’s crib, draped with delicate silver chains and bells. In the center was a big silver sun with a heart-shaped. I look outside of the car window and notice we are in a hiking trail parking lot with no other cars near us. I hear what I think was the trunk open and as he gets out of the car the passenger side door unlocks. I try to make my escape but I get slowed down because of my heels. He roughly grabs my arm and brings me back to the car, and while keeping ahold of me opens the trunk the rest of the way. He grabs one of the many pieces of rope which he uses to tie my wrists together. It took him awhile. However they appear, they’re not comical in the least.” He indicated a young woman with pink hair, a nose ring and one half of her head shaved. “She’s got fairies. I’ve never quite figured out what they represent. It looks like...” he moved nearer, following her for a short distance before she turned away. “Yep, they were throwing sparkles at her.”“You’re kidding me? Like pixie dust?”“Cross my heart, that’s what they were doing. It’s certainly better than stabbing someone in the head with.