"Are you in the shower?" The voice from my daydream answered back."Well, you called me, Kimmi. Callers can't be choosers, as far as location goes."Tru... enough. At least you aren't taking a shit this time." We shared a light giggle, both recalling, a bit too clearly, the day I answered the phone with diarrhea."So what's up?" I was about to ask you the same thing. What happened to Sharrel? I hope she's not dying." Oh, don't overdramatize it. She just can't go to the prom. So what do you think?. "Uun, Kathy, look if she is a lez would you feel better if she ate your pussy? I mean just to show she was sorry? I mean would you stop hitting her if she really apologized with her mouth?" And then I grabbed Sally by the hair, "Honey would you do that, just to show how sorry you were, I mean if you did and Kathy would promise not to spank you anymore?Sally was hyperventilating and sobbing; pretty close to hysterics and was sobbing, "What do what, yes, what ever, just stop, please"I explained,. I nearly fell as my legs took my weight for the first time in three days. I located the chest of drawers. My hands moved over its top until I found the matches. I lit the paraffin lamp. Now what? I was naked. The floor was rough underfoot.I took the lamp and opened the door. Beyond was a hall. The front door seemed a very long way off. I turned the other way. Through a panelled door was an empty room with a window boarded over on the outside. On the other side of the room was an archway. As I. "Stop for a moment Suma please." Roger thought he was getting his way. "Can I have the rope please?" Out of his pack, Sumala produced the twenty feet of so of rope that we'd intended to use when crossing the mountains. Roger was about to slip the pack from his back when I removed the cuff from my wrist and fastened it to his. Both his hands were then linked in front of him by a length of chain. I tied one end of he rope to the centre of the chain and the other around my waist. "You will keep.