I was told by her I was going to and for us to fish and get to the kitchen table. Now I'm fine I don't fucking care who watches but clearly he was so ...far beyond scared it was almost funny. We walked in the kitchen and sat down. It sounded like she was deliberate in asking me about what she saw. I answered with I was invited over and you caught me doing what I love. Her son who's late 50's said I had followed him home and wouldn't leave. His mother just looked at him and saidbulshitty. She asked. But for me, more than I had dreamed of for many years. I would get my freedom back!What would I do with it? To be free — what a wonderful thought! But when I tried to enjoy it, tried to think of the future that lay ahead of me now, tried to envision all the possibilities that I would have once I was a free woman again, my imagination, as well as my rational mind, failed me. What would I really want to do, who would I really want to be? And what of this could I actually hope to achieve? And how?. There was absolutely nothing left of my life worth saving…’ ‘But maybe I’m not going to die after all. What are you going to do with me? I’ve just landed in the middle of your life. I have nothing at all. No money, no home, no relatives, no friends, nothing.’ I picked her up and went back to the sofa. She pulled up the blanket and closed her eyes. Last night’s smelly lump had been transformed into a comfortable cuddle in my lap. What was I going to do with a grown up orphan? Maybe Susan could. He took his shirt away and his ribs and chest were so manly. He slowly touched my belly button and moved his forefinger down to my petticoat and loosen up the thread of it and it falls down and I am naked. I dont know how to cover myself and balance myself in the running chariot.He pulled me to him and hugged me and I started moaning as his hand were over my tits. He commanded the guard “Stop the chariot, get away and wait for my command”. He didn’t said a word, he stop the chariot between the.