<span style="font-weight: bold">Lucinda-Living Room </span><br/><br/>Lucinda looked at Jim and the pills. What were they? Were they painkillers or something more sinister? She put her hand to her head as another shock of pain went through. She considered taking them. She wasn't big on painkillers, and she wasn't even sure if they were painkillers. However, if they could make the pain go away. She decided it was probably safer not to.<br/><br/>She watched as Jenny came back in. "Master? Am I in some sort of slave house?" She couldn't believe her ears. She scooted away from them while thoughts of being forced to have sex went through her head. She had heard horror stories of people being kidnapped and forced into the sex trade. "I'm not going to be forced to do anything am I?"  She didn't notice any bruises or marks on either of them. Maybe it wasn't a sex house. But, what type of place would it be to have a master? Lucinda rubbed her temples. This would all be so much easier if her head didn't kill.<br/><br/>She listened as Jenny told Jim about bringing toast to another person. The thought of food made her stomach grumble. She tried to remember the last meal she ate. She had made eggs and bacon in the morning before her dog went off at whatever was in the bush.<span style="font-style: italic">'I wonder if it was this master fellow'</span>She thought to herself. It had been more than twenty-four hours since her last meal. Her stomach growled again and she realized she would need to eat soon. She pushed the thought aside. Who knows what would be safe here.<br/><br/>She heard a hello and looked over towards the door. Another person was there. She looked Asian and also showed no signs of abuse. The girl obviously didn't speak much English so she nodded to the girl's question with out thinking and looked back at Jim waiting for more answers. She wanted to know what was going on and she wanted answers now.