When the rains stopped and the sun came out, so did out captors. They walked up the trail and just stood there laughing.
“You guys look like drowned rats,” Annie said, trying to hold in the laughter.
“Just let us loose and stop laughing,” Becky snarled.
“Oh, you’re a testy little b***h. Is that any way to treat your Mistresses?”
“Just cut the f*****g crap and untie me.”
“What do you think, Annie? With an attitude like that maybe we should tighten up that rope a little and leave her here through the next storm.”
“Good idea. Maybe it will teach her a little respect for her superiors.”
“No, no, I’m sorry. Please guys, release me?”
“Well?” Annie asked, looking at Julie.
“Na… let’s teach her a lesson.”
I watched them as Julie lifted her cuffed hands up several inches higher behind her
