She didn't notice that she was staring at him enrapt. She did notice that she felt a strange fear of this man that she had never experienced before.He...stepped down onto the platform from the first step and he continued walking slowly towards her, his eyes never leaving hers.She whimpered, but heard it as if it were from someone else. Her hand was still raised to cover a yawn she had long ago ended. but now it was almost raised as if in horror.Closer he was coming, and in direct opposite of her. I had bound her wrists to the pole that masqueraded as a support beam in my bedroom. Her hourglass figure trembled slightly in anticipation. She said she was fat, I thought she was the epitome of womanly curves; one day I intended to win the argument on that one too. I ordered her to close her eyes. She giggled that I’d given her a command. I said nothing and merely waited. Finally the giggling ceased and she acquiesced. Let the games begin! Running the deer skin flogger over. We had brought along several Ziploc bag to put things into as we were hunting for herbs and veggies today. We wondered around by the stream and across by the stand of woods. We did find several items we could use. Barbara had the local flora implanted in her brain so she could spot the good and bad plants and such. She had found what looked like potatoes, turnips, wild onions, and a root that looked like a carrot but was purple. We also found a tree with a beehive in it. The tree had been. “He’s only awake for short amounts of time. The morphine keeps putting him to sleep.”“Molly?” he said gently, turning to the older brunette. “May we come in?”She looked up at him, smiled weakly and nodded.He stepped back and opened the door. A very attractive woman in her early fifties sheepishly entered the room. Her long hair was a heavy mixture of blonde and silver streaks that flowed loosely about her shoulders. Even at her age she still had a body women twenty years younger envied.“Molly,”.