I opened the window and shouted down. "I've some home made lemonade inthe kitchen. Why don't you stop for a while and have a break. I'll joinyou....."...ownstairs, I put my glass down and could almost feel him embarrasment asto whether he should lead or wait. When I saw that sweat on his smoothmuscled chest and a delicoius bulge just where it should be, I decided itshould be me."I wonder if you could fix something upstairs for me?" I couldn't believehow lame the question was but could almost feel. The pain was too intense and suddenly all my panic, anger and especially pain had to come out. When the guy returned my eyes widened. In his hand he had a meat hook and his eyes were still on my breasts. I couldnt even imagine what he was going to do before he swung the hook and forced it through my left breast so that the hook went all the way through. Like before I screamed out in pain and banged my back head against the workbench. Why were they doing this to me? I didnt have time to think of. However much she rationalised about it, she still felt deprived of the fun she'd promised herself and the prospect of which she'd so enjoyed taunting Jayne with.She surveyed the pub around her. Why had Emily insisted on coming to a place like this where three young women with short hair and uncompromising swagger would only look out of place? It wasn't that Emily was in any sense ashamed of her sexual preference, but this was no dyke bar. Most of the clientele were men, and the few women were. We have to go through a third degree when we go to the movies at the mall. She has to telephone home as soon as the movie is out. Today, she has a smile on her face and she appears to be far away, deep in thought. So, what happened?”“Other than the permanent fingernail punctures in my arm, nothing, we just talked.”“That is not the vibes I am getting. You are a handsome man and you seemed very attentive to Jayden. She wanted me to switch seats.”“And why didn’t you?”“I was curious about you..