It infuriated Allison further when Rade virtually ignored her indignation in order to bring the focus back to his injured leg. She narrowed her eyes over the tape, slowly unfurled her arms and sighed through her nose.<br/><br/>He made comments about her photos and of course the bikini shots. She refused to make eye contact, already embarrassed as hell. She prayed he would stop. Finally he did.<br/><br/>Next, she unzipped the medical bag. She motioned to the bathroom and mimed washing her hands. She gave a thumbs up and nodded her head, as if to say, "Cool if I wash up?"<br/><br/>Permission was granted and Allison returned, still tape gagged and virtually naked. It would have been laughable if it wasn't so serious.<br/><br/>She snapped on gloves and took her time, cleaning the wound with gauze, medicated cream and squirts of astringent.<br/><br/>It was the first time she had ever given medical care with her mouth gagged.<br/><br/>The man would require stitches. Probably five or six would do it.<br/><br/>Allison looked up and showed him the needle and stitch thread. "Hmmm?"<br/><br/>She mimed doing it and made a wincing look with her eyes, indicating that it might hurt, even though she also held up jelly that would function as local anesthetic.<br/><br/>"Mmmm?"<br/><br/>But before she commenced with stitching him up, Rade made the comment about she being the perfect woman if she could cook, given the attributes of taking care of him and having her mouth taped shut.<br/><br/>It didn't get much more piggish and sexist than that.<br/><br/>Allison narrowed her eyes once again and her nostrils flared. Maybe he wasn't so smart---making that kind of rude comment to a woman who was holding a needle near his privates.<br/><br/>Speaking of which...<br/><br/>Allison noticed, because she would have been blind NOT to, that the intruder seemed rather, ahem, invigorated by her kneeling before him, nursing him. She blushed a little but kept working.<br/><br/>His sexist comment be damned, to which she sighed and rolled her eyes, Allison performed her nursing duties flawlessly. She got the six stitches in him in about 10 minutes, once she gave the jelly she rubbed in about two minutes to take hold.<br/><br/>She was supposed to wait five minutes but she figured he had a little pain coming.<br/><br/>But Rade was tough. He barely flinched. His toughness kind of impressed her. That, and the fact that this man was controlling her, in her own home, without a weapon that she knew of.<br/><br/>Allison stood and snapped the gloves off and threw them out.<br/><br/>Without looking at him she put her tools and trinkets away in her bag. Then she finally made eye contact.<br/><br/>She nodded. Yes, she cooked.<br/><br/>"Mmmm. Cmmm," she said, trying to form "cook." Rolling her eyes, she mimed stirring s pot.<br/><br/>Communicating without speaking was arduous but she was making do.<br/><br/>But why didn't he want her to talk? Scream? She could see it. But merely talking?<br/><br/>Regardless, he seemed to like her this way.<br/><br/>And already, she was getting used to it.<br/><br/>What did that say about both of them?