Small round rocks, like gravel, were under his feet. They made the passage a little tricky, as it would be easy to twist an ankle or slip. He then hea...d the sound of moving water. He got to a spot where the drop was more significant and inched his way forward.He felt his medallion go warm just before he heard Pips gasp and she cannoned into him. His foot slipped, and he found himself sliding. He grunted when his arse encountered the floor, but he couldn’t stop the slide.Pip pushing from behind. Ulrike heard a stone roll to her left and turned her head for only a moment. In that moment, Lena was gone. She bolted out toward the field, vaulted over the irrigation ditch and ran to where she last saw her sister. She listened, nothing. She sniffed the air, no Lena. As twins they always felt each other, even at a distance. Lena seemed to have disappeared. Ulrike turned back toward her barracks, stuck two fingers in her mouth and loudly whistled a pattern that signified, Alarm! Assistance. Jennifer looked down at her naked body. The red stripes from her whipping that afternoon were fading although she could still feel the twinges from them now and again. She was feeling curiously in two minds about her whipping. It had hurt even more than she had expected but in its aftermath she had felt strangely elevated. Sebastian and Rachel had been wonderfully kind to her afterwards and Rachel had treated her weals with ointment whilst Sebastian had prepared their evening meal. It had been. My desk is a depressing sight. There used to be furry things on springs stuck on the monitor, a calendar of naked men in distracting poses, a large expanse of desk, and a keyboard you could do surgery on. Now? I think the furry things committed life by jumping out of one of the windows; the calendar was removed for being offensive (?) (Though I still have August... ), the desk is still there somewhere and you could do an autopsy on the keyboard, though the lettering on the ctrl alt del keys has.