Next, I showered and made sure I was neat and shaven. I didn't like masses of pubic hair, just a small landing strip. I dried off and wondered what to...wear. Jeans and a T-shirt? It was still hot so I settled on a denim skirt, a white thin blouse and matching panties and bra. I put my long brown hair in a clip and applied make up. I was ready to go. I phoned my friend Debbie and asked if she could meet me at the garage and go off to spend time together while they worked on the car. But Debbie. Frey had been moved back to replace Tayna at the trailing end of the long rope and the Sergeant guesssed that the threat of further pain rather than death would be more effective. "Walk or they'll just have to drag you" he sneered. She again staggered to her feet, legs bowed and feet twisted on edge in agony. Yet Tayna was amazed that Frey still staggered along behind them as they climbed higher into the mountains. In contrast to the recent continuous cold and exposure they all now sweated. I reach your knee and bring my hand back up, enjoying the feel of your soft, irresistible contours.You lean backwards, gently allowing your weight to pull me with you. For a moment, I let you pull me down with you as I slide my right hand from your shoulder and along your back. My other finds your leg again.I look up into your eyes and my thumb presses firmly into your inner thigh. The shock of pleasure which runs through your body makes you gasp. Your legs instinctively lock together, trapping. There’s a sinister twist to his mouth. Suddenly, a tan blur shoots out and my throat collapses. His sharp claw of a hand squeezes and pierces the soft flesh of my neck cutting off my breath entirely. His nails dig and bite and I suddenly feel tiny trickles of blood bubble and run to my shoulders. My eyes bulge as I struggle to free myself, my chest and lungs threatening to burst as my head swims with terror. But it is not enough for him as he bashes my head against the window over and over.