" How old are you now?"She sat quiet for a few seconds so I suspected she would be lying. "Eighteen las' birfday," she said, nodding vigorously. She m...ght have been sixteen.Hoofbeats heralded the next chapter of this tale. A hatless man on a splavined horse and two youngsters on another wornout animal suddenly filled the road before us. The older man raised his hand while the boys leered at the girl and one made a lewd gesture. She clung to me like a leech."Hol' on there," the man called as I. Ordid he have ulterior motives? After all I was bound and gagged and at hismercy, a thrill went through my body at the thought of my possible....rape? Could I call it that after all I had meekly put myself into bondagefor him. I felt the plug being closed and the internal pressure relent.Once again his fingers quested and with a slight tug the plug poppedfree. It felt strange having had the reassurance and pleasure from itsweight most of the day to have it missing. Moments later I felt. ? I let this hang in the air, and watched as she visiblycrumpled in front of me. ?Please don't tell on me.? She sniffled; the use of such a schoolgirl termamused me greatly. ?I don't want to go to jail? Time for the clincher I though, ?Well, there is one way you could make mechange my mind? I sat down on the bed next to her and put my hand on her knee, ? Ilike girls, if you go to bed with me, I'll forget all about this? She looked at me with a mixture of shock and relief ? good, if I was. She must NEVER BE FORGOTTEN. I loved her like a daughter.Tears stained the page.Today on this wonderful autumn day I am heading down Dale Road to that, sometimes, make-out spot to search for evidence my sister was there. I decided that searching close to twilight would be best since if somebody did kill my sister and lived nearby they might see me. I can only risk two or three attempts or I could be caught or possibly murdered. It is always dangerous for any single young woman to be travelling.