The sky was clear and the moon shone its silvery light far across the meadows and hills.Suddenly I heard a cry, “Help!” somewhere in the distance.... plaintive cry. A young maiden.It came from the woods.I raised myself from my perch atop the garden wall. It was late, the wench might be in trouble so grasping my knife and jerkin I set forth in the direction of the sound.“Help!” she wailed again, I hurried along as fast as I dared in the moonlight not knowing which pool of shadow was a pot hole to. He secured it with a small rock to prevent it from being blown away by the wind and then retreated to the cover of the woods. He wanted sorely to wait there, to see how she reacted when she read the poem, but if he was not back by morning when his parents awoke he would be missed. Even so, he was determined to return here. He would have to find an excuse to visit the sluice gate again.He grinned as a devious plan began to take shape. He would walk back down to the sluice gate and sabotage it,. It was my girlfriends sister. "She'll be ok. she just needs to s leep it off" she said as she rolled her eyes. She made her way to the couch and sad down hard as if diving into a pool. She was closely wedged between me and the couch arm. she put her hand on my shoulder again "I'm not ready to go to bed wanna drink more?" Her female breath wofted over to me I breathed in deep and agreed. I was horny as hell and I just needed to get drunk jerk it and go to bed. "Ill get it" she popped up excited. ”I hear you begged to come here, take me, take me!” He said in a high pitch voice mocking her. She remembered back to the tiled room in her hometown. She’d been desperate. She remembered Stacey’s face as the noose went around her neck the Boss and Mask about to enter her from both sides for the last time.“Oh Jesus no, no, noooo!”“Only room for one in the crate,” they had said.“I…I…I had no choice!” She stammered the water giving her goose pimples; her nipples rock hard the captor’s finger and.