Jose still gave a dumb founded look."Planned what?" asked a dumb founded Jose."We are all going to the town that was reputed to have once been attacke... by werewolves. Don't you remember! No of course you don't. we are all going in this trip because we all planned that for one summer we are going to camp inside an abandoned ghost town that was once reputed to have had werewolves," yelled Ryan."And here I thought we are going to go see Mount Rushmore," joked Leo."We are going to do that too, so. I roll you over, pressing your spit covered nipples into the floor, and using fresh rope I bind your upper arms together. This keeps your arms under my control as I untie your wrists and pull your shirt and bra the rest of the way off and toss them aside. I re-tie your wrists and untie your upper arms so that I can finish your upper body in a good box tie. I push you onto you back and you can tell by the look on my face I am truly enjoying myself. As I start to unbutton your pants, you start to. The corpulent officer had yet to move so I put down my pistol and pulled out my bloody bayonet and poked him with it, right between two golden buttons. I felt the girl start to rise and put a hand on her thigh and said, "Sit still, Miss." What, what do you want," the officer finally got out, his lips trembling, his speech Virginia accented."Let's start with your name, rank and company." Wainright, acting lieutenant colonel, Virginia Grenadiers, detached," he spit out a piece at a time."And. He had scheduled a strategy meeting with his subordinates in a few minutes. Without another word, he stepped into the shadows and vanished, letting the guard release his held breath. He reappeared in his office, where his subordinates were already waiting for him on bended knee.“Rise,” he said, striding past them to the table set up in the center of his office, with a map of New Hampshire stretched across. It was the only state that shared a border with Maine, so there was nowhere else to.