Further down I saw an enormous black leather belt, probably 3′ wide holding my waist tightly to the table. Further down, the table split, almost li...ke a table a doctor would use, but I was sure I had never seen an examination table like this. My thighs where belted as well, and my legs were spread far apart. I started shaking my head and trying to scream. I knew I was going to die, I had fallen into the hands of some cult or something. I only knew they meant to do me harm. The increased panic. I fell on a big slope going too fast and got a scratch on my face. You aren't going to get hurt, so just try to have fun."Brad, on the other hand, was afraid to fall and that made him too tense. LP kept telling him the same things I was telling Darcy. Darcy was listening, but Brad wasn't. When Brad fell again, I stopped to help him get up and said only loud enough for him to hear, "Brad, LP is getting upset that you won't trust her enough to at least try what she's telling you. Women that don't. All he knew was that he'd grown up on the stories of humans out there, and he wanted to go and see what all the fuss was about. Besides, as everyone also knows, trolls have monsterous sex drives, and Grendel was tired of making do with his hands. He'd always thought his name sake had been a bit odd anyways: Going into a human castle and stealing the MEN? No wonder he'd come to a bad end. Grendel was a fine specimen of a young troll, about 7 and a half feet tall, with arms that reached from his. "But how could you love me if I did things like that?"As gently as I could and hiding my excitement, I said, "I will always love you. Just tell me what happened. We can't have secrets. I'm honestly okay if you want to have fun when we are on holiday."There was a tear in her eye, and with a soft voice, she recounted the evening. "I got Vic," our daughter, "off to bed and got a babysitter from reception to sit with her. Then I went down to the bar. I just wanted to be out of the room. They all.