I pull off her gag, and give her some water, I hold he head up a little as I tilt the water to her mouth, she drinks greedily, I say softly, “Not to...fast Honey”, then give her a little more. With the same towel I wipe some of the drool from her face and hair.I also explained her legs aren’t going to be work for a bit, but they will be OK.I undo her legs one at a time, rubbing each, to stimulate her circulation, before freeing the next. Then her arms I do the same. Once freed, I scoop her up in. . no, there’s company over ... D.J. ... go next week ... bye ...”Oh, this wasn’t good... I decided I wouldn’t ask him about it until after we ate, or after we had sex again; and I succeeded in blocking it out of my mind for a time, focusing instead on preparing the ham. I opened the oven and popped it in, proceeding then to seat myself on the sofa in the living room. Ryuoto came down the stairs in the periphery of my sight and I turned to greet him; his face looked troubled until he saw me. I tried to check Sally out, but was thwarted by the bulky, waterproof and above all unrevealing clothing necessary for anything remotely approaching comfort in our recent weather.Hardly 20 metres away we reached the front door to Sally's block. She fished out her keys and ushered me into the stairwell. Like most Edinburgh stairwells it was a squared spiral of stone, the steps' edges worn smooth and dents formed on each step where people most commonly placed their feet. It smelled distinctly of. Sister Angelique wanted to reassure the older woman that she had no hidden agenda and no interest in making Nana her play toy and was only interested in being friendly in simple terms of human decency and common interaction as travelers on the same stagecoach in the middle of the dangerous Indian Territory. She knew if they were stopped by bandits and captured, all three of them would be treated exactly the same by the bandits or the Indians and there would be no remaining dignity or false.