“No, Sir, but I see something on the map that may be a way out of this trap.”“What do you see, Jean?”“Look here,” Jean said, pointing to a...spot on the map. “We came from Edinburgh on the east side of the hills, where the way was open. There were fields to forage and villages to plunder. But, we burned those fields and destroyed all the villages, so there is no food left that way.”“Your point being?”“If we go that way, his army will catch us by nightfall around here,” he said, indicating a. It wasn’t until they were twenty feet away that the figure turned and they could see him clearly for the first time. It was a kid. The kid grabbed a rope and trudged in the direction of the exit of the park pulling his sled behind him.“Shit! It wasn’t him.”Peter stepped out of the woods and walked towards them. He stood there watching the trio until they noticed him. He smiled at them. He was standing under a park lamp a hundred feet away from them. It was a mere thirty three and a third yards.. All eyes were now on Jenny.The large, athletically muscled middle-aged man looked down at her dress, then back up into her eyes. She tried to hide her terror with as much of a forced smile as she could muster. The man used his right hand to push her left hand off of her lap. The dress parted and the sides fell, exposing her beautiful legs to where they started to cross. Jenny turned her head, and looked back to her table, where Sam and Tony were watching, as though she could shed her. They were large and brown and made a man's mouth water like a chocolate chip cookie does to a hungry boy. Only what John had in mind was not for boys. No, sir. Not for boys at all. For men only. John took her wrist and pulled it towards the bed post. Then he took the silky rope he had bought for this purpose last year when he had decided it was time to get what he needed from his wife and carefully tied her hand to the post making sure the knots would hurt some but not to much, and that.