"Phew, nice legs, turn around for me Kate." What's the point Frank, we're in the store," I snapped."Listen Kate, you'll have to realize from the start...the only way to get those pictures back that we all so admired earlier today, is to do exactly what I say. Understand?" He looked at me smugly.He showed his friends my pictures! He showed me sucking his cock and him fucking me to those men around me! My face slowly turned crimson from the realization that all of them knew what I looked like under. "Oh no! Helen is not a fool, girl. A bit slow sometimes, but not a complete idiot. Hmmm ... Think, Helen and think quickly. You have one more chance to get it right before she frees herself or the one that did this to her returns. Think!" She muttered.She forced her eyes away from the sawing canine and lowered her gaze to the wound on Kimberly's neck. Helen gasped in dismay. The wound no longer shone with the brilliance of the sun, replaced with a ghastly shade of sickly green and oozing. They aren’t startled by my appearance. Instead, the woman raises her head a little bit and urges me into the lobby, where there’s a small crowd down the way, standing on an outside deck. She knows I’m new here, that I’ve arrived in some accidental way and I don’t know what I’ve found. She tells me to come in—the visions are about to peak. A couple of them are wearing robes, and a man and woman are also naked. This is some sort of nudist resort, or a toga party that has evolved into a party of. It was about noon when I got to Plaistow, and I decided to have a pie and a pint in The Crown before continuing on to my meeting with Miriam. The pub seemed to be doing its usual busy lunch time trade. I nodded to a few of the regulars, and then sat at the bar with my pie and pint."Are you a regular customer, sir?" A small, rotund, red faced man behind the bar asked the question."I've been in here a few times in the past," I admitted."The reason I ask," he continued, "is I've not long taken.