"Oh Master," she mumbled as she came to, "Please understand, nothing like that has ever happened to me before." I have heard of people who have this k...nd of reaction to pain," I said to her. "I never imagined that I would meet one." Seriously," she replied. "I thought it would be a fun game when you first whispered the commands into my ear. It wasn't until Duke hit that shot that I realized just how intense it would be, and what it would do to me."She grabbed my hand once I was in the car. "Can. " He smiled and left his perplexed wife behind."Now what was that all about? I think I'm going to have my own car; but what was it all about, anyway?" She went about clearing the dishes off the table and doing the housework necessary to keep her home clean and presentable for whoever was going to drop by next. Her man was just one surprise after another. She smiled fondly as she thanked her lucky stars she was married to the one and only Harley Duran.Harley came hurrying into the police. She and Ryan were close sister and brother. Ever since they were younger they'd be there for one another. They had a close sibling bond. Their parents thought it was awfully sweet that they shared such a bond. Because the house they lived in was small, Kristy and Ryan had to share a bedroom and a bed together. Whenever one had to undress, the other would simply turn away. Even though they slept as far as they could from each other on the bed, they couldn't help but to feel the utter most. If I could just get to the bomb I knew was there… I didn’t. I never even heard the explosion. I just saw the fireball coming towards me, and then nothing at all. Consciousness returned. Where the hell was I? I asked myself that question when I woke up in a mausoleum in 1573 and it seems to keep coming back to me every so often. I very rarely like the answer. This time was one of the worst ones. I groaned. I seemed to be lying on a steel plate, or slab of sometime. I was nude too. Now I’ve.