OMG, she owned the guy! Gleefully, she set about pressing home her advantage and amusing herself. “It’s okay, you don’t have to be all shy about...it,” she teased him. “You fancy me, don’t you, been checking me out, I could tell. Especially my legs. You really like my legs, sweetie, don’t you?” “Yes.” “There you go! This is much better, me asking the questions and you answering. Don’t you think?” “Perhaps it is,” David mumbled. “Good. So where will I be sitting when I come work for you?” David. "Rolly then made up a story of truths and half truths about hunting Crimson Jack for a bounty and identifying this house as the most likely target, and about being asked to deliver a private message from Melanie's family. He then explained what he was doing and what he saw and did. The dead man still had a dagger in his hand. Rolly's rock confirmed the story. After all, what type of killer would enter a house with a rock?"Who is this man? Your manservant, rest his soul, seemed to recognize. . So, I was lying on my x-frame, on my back. My feet, legs, hips, neck and left arm were all tied to the frame and secured with locks. And I was about to lock my right wrist to the frame, too. I had the key in my right hand, and made sure that I could reach the lock before clicking it closed. It was a bit awkward, but I could reach it and unlock it. Then, with my right arm free, I could unlock everything else. That was the plan, at least.Oh, but that wasn’t all. I wanted to do some. The minute dad would go off on his three week work stint mom would start rolling the men thru her room. About three or four a week. Very few repeats. This had gone on for as long as I can remember, so long that we k**s never thought too much about it. Mom was a very hot looking woman, young looking and petite so she had no trouble attracting men. One day my older brother took my sister and I to the actic to show us a small hole he had put in the ceiling above mom's bed. From the bed you could.