A faded sign on the wall said ‘Walnut Tree Close.’As the man pressed her against the wall he explained that many years ago this area of town had b...en an orchard. All that was left now was one old walnut tree. Elizabeth could feel the man’s penis pressing into her through his trousers and her thin summer frock. As she looked over his shoulder she could see in the failing light, the trunk of the old walnut tree. There were some initials carved on it she noticed as the man’s hand went between her. Jane had brought her copy of the hotel book down with her. ‘Oh Lord, isn’t it a bit early in the morning for that?’ Lucy asked. ‘I don’t read it for that, I read it because I like the genre. I can’t say much for this story, though- a King Arthur tale told as a ludicrous farce. This Monty Python chap is no T.H. White, whoever he is… Perhaps I’ll reread the Gospels of Alice, Wendy and Dorothy.’ Lucy had finished early, so she left the table. She wondered if she would sleep with any of the hotel’s. He moved over to Sandy and dropped to one knee. He looked up at her and smiled. "Sandy, as soon I take care of some old business ... will you... ?" Yes!" she snapped before he could even get the question out."Good, now get your ass up that rope," he growled. "I'm going to need you to cover me while I'm climbing up."Sandy turned and grabbed the rope. Jessie, Roy and another man quickly pulled her up and then dropped the rope for Jerry. She glared at me as she got to the top, but turned and. He started to jab into my chest and I dropped the lists in my hand. I slid aside as my left hand caught his right. The thumb pressed as I twisted and turned and he yelled as his arm was locked. I snapped a kick behind his knees and he went down.I lifted and twisted and swung the arm back and he went back and crashed to the ground. I came down in a strike to his throat and stopped at the last moment. I patted his cheek, "I warned you not to touch me."I stood and moved back and he lay there a.