I had to step up to get in, though, because the floor of the bedroom was a wooden platform raised almost a foot and half off the floor. "I'm sure Cyl ...ill get you one of your own. Now, wait here while I get you some bedding. It's sure to get colder yet."Myr left me alone for a moment, for the first time since my rescue at the hands of these women. I stopped to take stock of my situation, feeling disoriented. I was alive; I had people who seemed safe enough. I had a sense of comfort for once. I live across the street and was hoping I could borrow 3 Eggs from you?I said Hi Janelle, I'm Arthur and you certainly can. So I got 3 eggs and gave them to her.The next day was another knock and it again was Janelle, She said Hi Arthur, I brought over some cake I made with the eggs I borrowed from you.I thanked her as she gave me the cake , she said I was Welcome and left.Two days after that she again knocked on my door and said Hi Arthur, Here are the eggs I borrowed, and left.The next time. A few weeks late we receive a phone call that he would be coming through in couple of days, and was she still keen to meet, no obligation just a drink at first would be fun. Karen asked if I was still happy with the idea, and we agreed to meet them.When they arrived they told us what pier they we on, and we agreed to meet one afternoon. We found the new Catamaran and a note explaining they were getting provisions, but make ourselves at home, and had left a bottle of wine for us to share while. Hating every second of thishumiliation."Oh dear, that is a shame," she said a little sarcasticly. Then shesmirked a little. "Did she call you nasty names?"His anguish was clear. "Yes.......she called me.....a.......fuckingpansy .....and she threatened me with divorce." He hung his head,visibly close to tears."I'm so sorry to hear that," she replied sounding almost sincere."So let's see if we can come to an agreement," she added. To him itsounded like she was going to give him some say in what.