Blinking hard, I tried to get up, rolling over to my side to reach my hands and knees. The hem of my skirt was at my waist as I rolled, exposing me, ...but I didn’t care. I was scared now, really scared. I couldn’t see anything in the darkness, and heard only howling winds, the constant rush of trees, brush and branches, and the creep who grabbed me.He was cussing a blue streak, and as I was now on my hands and knees, I felt his vengeance. He lifted my face by my hair, and slapped me,. Like the night before, she was slow and passionate. She kissed me, and then Nancy, with a great passion for a few minutes. Then the three of us kissed in a triangle of lust until Crystal came.We all got dressed and were about to leave the tent when I stopped the girls."Crystal, Nancy, I have to ask you something… Why are you allowing me to stay with you?" I asked."We like you, Doug, you're a really nice guy. And, well… girls really need a male traveling companion on the AT," answered Nancy."You. Sylvain it turned out was a huge fan of American blues music, particularly Blues from the Mississippi Delta and had been so impressed with my performance of 'The Mill' when he'd seen me in London that he'd decided to sign me. It was a fairly straightforward arrangement; a two album deal with an option for another two. The budget was quite reasonable and the record label even sprang for the rental of a small apartment for me in Pigalle slap bang in the middle of the Moulin Rouge. Nothing fancy. ?" I'm Mike. I thought you should know." Hmm, Mike." A soft chuckle, "I like that." Kelly?" Hmm... ?" Kelly, darlin', We have to get up."She made a soft sound of disapproval, as she snuggled tighter."Yes, you do," said a voice from the other room.We froze, fear coursing through both of us."Daddy?"Daddy? OH SHIT!"I have to use the restroom," said the voice. "You two get yourselves together, while I do that."I heard his footsteps fade, then the creak of a door.Kelly looked up at me and I met her.