"Come on, gorgeous. Look here, I got a blanket we can lie on."The man was a giant, several inches taller than Mike. His hands were greasy, he smelled ...like diesel fuel, and Debby guessed that the huge semi- truck parked out front belonged to him. She felt powerless in his grasp. He led her behind the outbuilding and straight into the woods, keeping out of sight of the picnicking family out front."Step right this way, darling."They walked down a narrow dirt trail about fifty yards before the man. She has to answer the same questions about when and where she learned all her stuff. And she says that she didn't really do much besides just lay there for most of her life because she didn't really know any better. But I look at her and she grins and I say I know better. I know your sister and your half sister. They told me different about your exploits in school. And I know you had a bit of a reputation, I was younger by 3 years but I knew about you because of all of the upperclassmen talking. Why don't you get on your hands and knees on the bed?" he asked with a devious smile on his face. She crawled onto the bed on her hands and knees until she reached the middle. "I want you to put your head on the bed, reach down and grab your ankles, and spread your legs," he ordered. She did as she was told, feeling very exposed to his eyes. Before she could realize what was going on, he used the same ties she used on him to fasten her wrists to her ankles. She turned her head to look at him. Chris closed the door behind him, locking it. “How have you been?” I asked. My back was facing him so that I couldn’t see his face. It took Chris a long time to answer the question. “Fine. I guess...” It was so weird to hear his voice again. I wanted to hear it for so long, but I wasn’t expecting for it to be tonight. “Shit’s been fucked up lately,” he finished.I sat on the couch. Chris sat in the chair on the opposite side of me. He looked the same, still beautiful, but there was a sadness in.