"Gerry laughed. "OK, Miss Maynard or is it Doctor?" Miss, which you know, or Miss Harris has not briefed you properly."Gerry's and Isobel's eyes met a...nd they both laughed."He's a flatterer," said Isobel."Ouch!" said Gerry. "I think I may be being ganged up on." Deservedly," interjected Mrs Hardwick.That caused laughter all round and Dorothy Maynard relaxed."Miss Maynard," said Gerry, "I am not asking anything other than factual and professional evidence from you. As I understand it, you have. One by one they placed a hand on her headstone. “Uhhh!” Wendy grunted as her hand touched the granite surface. She doubled over in sudden pain. “Uhhh! Dan, Dan, my water just broke when I touched Laura’s stone! Uhhh, I think I’m going into labour!”“Are you sure?” he asked going to her. Dan looked at her maternity pants stained wet.“Yes!”“Let’s get you to the hospital right now!” Dan said helping her to walk towards the van. “Karen, can you call the maternity ward in the hospital and tell them. Brian reaches out and grabs her throat, holding it tightly in his hands. Her eyes get big but he can tell how much she is loving it. She is breathing heavy and he can see her breasts rise and fall. Without thinking it much through, he rips her dress open and grabs her breast into his hand and firmly plays with it. Her moans let him know that she is enjoying it. “You like being treated like a whore?” he asks her. “Are you a whore Laurel?” Laurel nods her head at him, which was not the answer. ” Those words brought the world back into focus. I realized that I wasn’t at light speed after all. It was the breeze sighing through the trees. I was in the clearing; the birds sang in the brush, the little creek bubbled along in its rocky bed ignoring it all. With a little ingenuity and rope in Joy’s pack, I soon had her trussed in a very compromising position on the huge smooth log. Her arms were spread and cuffed up and over her head to knurly bare roots sticking in the air. Her lush.