I asked her if she thought he would be ok if he seen her now, with a strange man in a hot-tub. She said that what he didn’t know wouldn't hurt him. ...I knew this was my opening. Under the water my hand crept until I felt her leg. I moved in front of her and told her that I had wanted her since I seen her that morning and that she had been in my mind all day. She admitted that she had shared the same feeling, and that she had been looking out her window when she seen me get into the hot-tub. She. Despite her protest and nervous reluctance, Sandy slipped her arms into the sleeves as Graham helped her button the coat and gave her reassuring encouragement."The men have instructions to do as you command, within reason, and not to touch you in any way. You may touch them, but not the reverse." Graham explained. "I know all of them and know they'll obey these instructions."Sandy heard a door open and the six men filed out of the smaller room wearing bathrobes or smoking jackets and walked. “Wow,” he managed as soon as the vehicle began rolling forward slowly.“Are you okay?” Aron seemed worried a little, but his eyes remained focused on the road ahead, his hands flexing on the wheel.For some reason, Carter’s eyes remained glued to those hands. There was something about Aron’s hands he had always liked. It was like you knew you could depend on the guy just by looking at his hands, and nothing else.“Not really. Those hounds out there,” he grimaced and pulled his jacket closer, “were. I found Tom, my foreman, in the bottom of the ravine. It was clear he had been gutshot and left to die in solitary agony. I felt a surge of hatred at Millie's father. As much as I loved her I had a killing anger towards him. I stood up, looking at Tom's horse, one he raised from a foal and was the one thing in life he'd ever truly cared for ... his leg crippled with a careless shot and left to die like his master. I slid the .44 slowly out of the holster, dreading the task, but knowing it was.