She handed it to me with a smile and we left with the pack, happy to be out of that den of torture. We found the Patron talking to the guards when we ...ot outside, and he waved us over to him.“I had no idea that a monster like that lived in our little village. Once we give his victims a proper burial, we will burn that place to the ground.”We agreed and apologized for what we had found, though it had not been our fault. The Patron bade us goodbye and then returned to his conversation with the. .phir main ne us ko sofe per lita diya aur khud us ke uper lait gaya aur kissing karne laga phir main ne apna hath us ki choot per raka us ki shalwar waha se gali hoi thi phir main us ki choot per hath phirne laga aur phir ahista ahista apna hath ke shalwar ke undar le gaya us ke choot bohut hi garam thi phir main ne us ki shalwar utar di main heran tha ke wo mujhe rook nahi rahi thi balke mara sath de rahi thi phir main ne apni bhi pant utar di aur us ke uper lait gaya aur us ko kissing karne. And now he was lost, well and truly lost. He?d tried a rather clever shortcutacross the moors and it had gone badly wrong; he must have taken a wrongturning somewhere and now, with the atlas balanced across his lap and not aroad-sign in sight, he was desperately trying to find out where he was. Thedetour, instead of being quicker, had cost him hours; it was getting late,night was fast drawing in and the gathering gloom had brought with it lashingrain driven by a north easterly gale. Slowly,. He was home.At that moment the door burst open and Page ran into the room. She paused just inside the door and looked at him. She was damp, her blonde hair was matted down and she was wrapped in a white towel. She was, in that moment, one of the greatest sights he had ever seen.“Hi Page,” he said his voice soft and choked by disuse and emotion. Whatever formal and appropriate greeting Page had planned was lost in a flood of tears. She approached the bed, knelt down and took his right hand, it.