You are not dreaming it is reality, 4 months, you have been kept in asemi conscious state whilst we have carried out some of the more thingswhich ta...ke time.Shortly I will release you and leave you to think hard onwhat I tell you.You Bitch, Shut up and listen, or do you wish tongue removed.Right, I will be very brief, you still will feel very sick as yourhormones are still being fed to you, feelings will get better in time, butthe hormones are forever.I will soon release you bonds so you can. With difficulty she reached the shackles and closed them on her own ankles. That was easy, they snapped closed when the ankle pressed on them.She extended her arms on the cross and found that the manacles snapped closed on her wrists easily. Now that she was helpless, unable to escape anymore, for she had placed herself in that position, now, she could let her fear run over her.And it did; like a wave, it soaked her body. Her heart raced, her breath came in labored gasps. She struggled,. She simply could not have Sam getting involved. He would perhaps be torn between his friendship and his oath of duty. She did not want to have him make this choice.She literally managed to leave the Silver Swan in the very last second and just as she reached the terminal building, she watched the elegant bird-shaped ship climb into the cloudless sky of Harper’s Junction. Sam however was not the only dilemma she had to face, there was her family. The old man back in her family’s villa on. But late evening the girls left because it was late, and we-guys stayed, because we were too drunk to go home. Some of guys went to sleep right away and four of us stayed in the main room to watch some TV and finish up few bottles of beer we have left. There was a guy who sometimes, when he was drunk, asked to kiss with him, but usualy we laughed at it and didn't noticed that. I just want to notice, that we were not some kind of LGBT friendly or accepting guys, we was something like sporty type.