.It’s ok” I stuttered, “I really am interested in what you do and want to know more, and also would like to know more about when you played with...my dad” My cock was stirring again in my shorts, I was glad no-one could see. “Well maybe later after we have been shopping, you head down to the beech for a few hours and relax Tim, ok?” said grandpa with a smile. The beech was literally a 3 minute walk from the back garden of my grandparents. Like most bullies when he realised I was serious he nodded like a 5year old and went in the opposite direction. My mates decided they had enough excitement and went home. I carried on. When I got to MacDonald’s I noticed the lass ordering food. I queued up behind her and when she had finished she turned and saw me. I said hello and she smiled and sat by herself. Once I got my food I asked if I could join her. Her name was Jen and the bloke was her brother she had supposedly stole his cash so. She is mine now. Try as she might she could never get free. She is my willing prisoner. I go to the cabinet and select a length of rope, I loop it and move around behind her head. Doubling the loop I slip a noose around her neck. She is surprised I have never done this before. I tie the loop off under the table she can move her head a little but too much starts to choke her, so she keeps still. I move around the ropes securing her and pull them tighter around toggles under the table top. She. " She leaned close to wiggle the probe into the tight spot between the two thick ropes of twisted wires so that she could test the stabilizer release without having to go back to the pilot's console to start it up.Bren blew out a short breath in amusement. "I should have figured. I'm still surprised Sikandar let you repair and fly it." Ow! Damn." Sophia's hand had slipped and she'd stabbed the delicate end of the probe into her finger.Bren went cold as he watched her put her bleeding fingertip.