Ron just shook his head. He knew that they wouldn't make it through December in this part of the country. It was good that Ron captured them or they w...ould have died a horrible death. Now what to do with them. Ron checked the weapons of the two men and found that they were surprisingly well cared for. He made sure that both weapons were fully loaded and placed them outside the door where the men couldn't reach them.Ron called Brenda to the door. He stayed at the door where he could keep an eye. Could you do that? Or, would you do that? If I asked you to?"I felt an upsurge of excitement and that butterfly feeling washed over me; and I replied: "Of course! Whatever you ask!" Be careful of saying that!" She said, now smiling broadly. "Because I'll definitely expect you to wear that till I say otherwise!" Okay," I replied, still feeling the butterflies whirling around in my stomach, "I'd do that. That is, if you want me to."She grinned at that. "Well then," she said, handing me to. Not knowing what else to do, or what to expect, I got out.Straightening my skirt and adjusting the blouse, I finally looked up tosee them standing there holding hands. We were just outside a log cabinstructure and I heard some upbeat music playing inside. I had neverfelt as vulnerable as I did standing there and certainly wanted toleave, so I spoke up."Can we leave now? I want to go to the hotel and get out of theseclothes." Come on Missy, let's go have some fun. You look very cute and afterall. Mr. Davis grabs at a scarf one of his students left behind and wraps it tight around my face, stuffing the majority of it into my mouth silencing my cries for help.He flips me over and around till my face is pressed against the wooden desk with my body bent over, having my backside fully exposed. I try to scream but the cry that comes out is nothing more than a squeal."Do you know what type of danger you could get in talking to people you don't know over the Internet?!" He raises my skirt up.