He wondered what experiences he would find there.As the trees became denser the light was becoming sparse, the evening was fine and warm and the smell...of pine was strong. Looking back he could vaguely see a clearing, probably another road track that he had missed and could have driven along, although the car was dead. The path was quite well trodden at least so walking was easy, Jason wondered when anyone had last been here. He noticed thrown away debris along the track and like Hansel and. He was covered with patches of unknown human substances on his uniform and boots but he did not notice the horrid stench with his thoughts still on the girl he had left behind. However, now that he had revealed that he knew of her secret and after many oaths upon his honour that he would not breathe a word, he was able to freely spend time with her and admiring her. Their feet had silently taken them past the walls of Paris and out into an open field off the road where a wooded patch. .” His voice sounded muffled as he laughed with lips sealed. “Hahahaha...” He opened for a second handful of the juicy meat, but realized he could not stop laughing. “HAHAHAHA!” His head fell back and he banged the wooden table, breaking it along with the privacy formation.“Sir?!” The waitress who returned with a new jug of beer flinched in fear.“We don’t want troubles here, sir”. The bartender, a gray skinned beast with an elephant head, who also owned the tavern, quickly pulled away his. A handcuff went around her left wrist, then her right. He told her to spread her arms out. She didn’t want to, she knew this would be bad, but thinking of her mother, she did it. He got under the table before she heard an odd clicking noise. With every click, her arms were pulled more and more to the edge of the table. soon her arms were straightened to their fullest, trapped, exposing her small breasts.“Ratchet straps. They work wonders. Ok, now your legs.”As he promised her legs were spread,.