.love Rachel.Intial prologue and Chapter 1 to refresh your memory.PrologueThe setting, New York, early in the summer of 2001, opening chapter in the o...ffices of a medium size Law firm in the South Tower of the World Trade Centre, somewhere up in the highest quarter of the building. All other locations featured are in and around the city of New York and elsewhere as mentioned.True story, not using real names of the actual characters. I wrote this story more than ten years later, as I never had. Always the nightmares come, but nonetheless I pull my shirt off and lie on the provided pillow and cover with the strange blanket. Get used to it kid, your not in Missouri any more. ¬¬¬_____________________ I am standing on a road in the desert. It is so black I cannot even see my hand in front of my face. My mind tells me to run. It’s always running. I opt for the right and start moving. I have no idea what I am running from but I know that I am running for my life. My legs pump as hard as. “Not too tight!” she instructed him, as he secured her thin wrists gently but snugly. Satisfied, he went back to his repair job. Cherie stood with her hands above her head, but she was free to slide back and forth along the water pipe that she was chained to. Laughing to herself, she took a run at the old man, and bumped smack into him. Then, she swung her leg up and kicked him in his butt. He turned around sharply, and Cherie could see fire in his eyes. He screwed up his face and stared at. " There will be no golf for Queenie today, as today we are going clothesshopping," with my hand still on his shoulder I slowly lowered it and Itook hold of his breast in my hand, and it was a handful, "Yes we willget Queenie a whole new wardrobe, and a few bras that's for sure," as Isqueezed his fat titty."I do believe I am going to put you on a diet," I told him as I slappedhis arse as he began taking the dishes back to the sink."But before we go shopping you will have a few jobs to do, after.