When he was going from room to room looking for Vanessa the fire was already raging along under the floor making the floor boards blistering hot. The ...et quilt provided wonderful protection for the rest of his body but not so his feet. Those feet paid a high price for their part in the events of that night but not nearly as high as the price Blake Benson paid.The story that emerged from all the investigations was that Vanessa’s father was solely responsible for that fire as he was the first. Looking out from our cozy warm living room, we saw a half frozen man, dressed in worn out clothes, standing on our doorstep.There he stood, shivering in a threadbare ragged old coat that on its best day never stood a chance of protecting him from the wintry winds and the heavy snow that was steadily falling."Come in! You must be half-frozen," my father said. "Come on over here near the stove where it's warmer." Thanks," the stranger said, taking in the rest of Dad's brood with his inquisitive. She watched as he made a knot that rested between her breasts and another knot that rested against her clit as he ran the long end of the rope between her legs, up her back and through the loop at the back of her neck.Then he tied the loose end of it to the bed and moved her so that she was sitting on the edge of the bed. He put a chair facing her and adjusted it so that she could reach forward and put her chin on it. Handcuffing each hand as far along the bed as he could, so that her arms were. I suspect she would lots rather anyone else get it than those two."Wainwright and Margaret sat grinning as the Escalade roared down Highway 40, Dave and Evie in deep discussion in the back."Slow down, Mr. Matthews, her driveway is a little dirt road on the right about a quarter mile ahead."As Jeff turned into the drive, Martha continued. "This is her property on either side of us, but most of the farm lies back behind that long hill in front of us. It's a really nice place. I think she's got.