Malia suddenly looked at Saralinda and asked, "Want to sit with me?" Saralinda seemed pleased to be asked, but then she looked to Moira. "You okay sit...ing with Gary?" she asked. Moira smiled and we were set.Not that it really mattered which seats we sat in. The Air Pacific flight was scheduled out of Honolulu half an hour after midnight, and would be getting in to Fiji before seven a.m. the next day. We were supposed to sleep. I actually needed some sleep. Hawaii can be exhausting, especially. Abigail smiled dreamily too until her mind slowly started to un fog and she realised she couldn't move. Abigail's head flailed around wildly as she looked left and right to see her wrists bound to her ankles on either side of her. They, in turn, were tied to what appeared to be a bed frame at either end, stretching her legs wide open and leaving her naked vagina on display. Then Abigail began to regain the feeling in her body. It came slowly at first, as a numb, pins and needles like, tickling,. You see the winding hills and the dots of little cottages and family farms just like your own. Also, you look at the forest to the left and the three roads that crisscrossed about half a mile from your home. At the crossroads, is your village's only inn The Dancing Cock with it's big rooster symbol above it's doorstep. The owner probably thought he was incredibly funny. You imagine what all the places those roads lead to could be like. Dashing knights, throngs of people in a large city, and. I swallowed and smiled but Mandy started to back up slowly as if facing an armed killer. She gripped my arm and started to drag me with her. It wasn’t hard to see why she was acting like that. Mandy was trying to protect me not only from the dangerous looking guy but from myself. He was my type and she knew it. If the look in his eye was anything to go by he knew it ,too. He was a bad boy. I could tell from the glint in his eyes. The charming smile he gave did nothing to hide the sin pouring.