appeared at the corner of his mouth.
“Unfortunately you’re right. Yes, babe, I need you. But I’m no good for you.”
“Why not?”
“I’m a monster and a criminal. I can’t give you a life out there, but I can’t in here either.”
“But Brodie and Jeanette live here, too!”
“That’s different. Jeanette is just as much of an outcast as Brodie and I. Crissy, people live here because they have nowhere else. They can’t go anywhere else. No one lives here for pleasure.”
“I don’t care where we live. I just want to be with you. You said we’re going to Brazil.”
“I said that I’d take you to Brazil. I didn’t say that we’d live there together,” he told her.
“Does that mean you’re going to leave me?” asked Crissy in horror.
“It’s better that way.”
“No, please! Don’t do that!” she pleaded in a choked voice.
Ramon shook his head in sorrow.
“You’ll find another man,” he forced himself to say and he jumped up. “We should try to get out of here.”
With his back to her, he collected their things together.
“Do you like the idea of me doing it with another man? – Him affecting me the way you do? – Lying between my legs and … “
“Be quiet!” he hissed. He had turned towards her and was looking at her angrily.
“You want that as little as I do,” she asserted in a whisper.
“ No ! I don’t want it!” he said roughly. “But it’s for the best!”
He threw her trousers to her and went away to relieve himself in a bush.
With trembling hands Crissy got dressed.
5
The Hunt Begins
“I can’t bear the thought of any more crabs,” grumbled Crissy.
They had been on the move for days. During the day they either argued or were silent; during the night they made love, full of anger and despair.
“Whose fault is it that we lost most of our supplies?” asked Ramon cuttingly?
“I know. Thank you for reminding me,” she yelled.
“When I took you prisoner you were just a little mouse, and now you’re getting pretty brave. Perhaps I’ve treated you too gently.”
“You don’t like it, do you? You need someone that you can suppress and dominate.”
“I can still do that,” he snarled and grabbed her by the hair until she screamed in pain. “I can dominate you any time I want to.”
He kissed her roughly and although she pushed away angrily, she soon gave in and responded to the kiss with the same passion.
“I’ve already told you before that you can’t beat me,” he growled.
He stroked the material on her blouse and smiled triumphantly as her nipples hardened and she groaned. With his thumbs he stimulated the sensitive tips until her eyes glazed over with longing and she bent towards him.
He kissed her again and this time she nestled willingly into him. He began to undo her blouse and his hand searched and found the warm, soft flesh beneath. Suddenly he moved away from her abruptly and she looked at him in confusion. Was he punishing her again?
“What … ?”
“Shhhh!”
She listened, as he was doing, to the silence of the evening swamp. No animal sounds were to be heard, just the distant humming of a motor.
“Is it them?” whispered Crissy fearfully.
He nodded grimly and jumped to his feet.
“Pack the things together. We’ve got to get away right now.”
They quickly packed their belongings into both rucksacks. With trembling fingers Crissy did up the buttons on her blouse. Adrenalin pumped through her veins. She glanced at Ramon. He looked angry, but, under the circumstances, he seemed very calm. She trusted him. He would know what to do. He would protect her.
“Come on!” urged Ramon, and he took her by the hand.
“But the boat!” she said, irritated as Ramon pulled her further into the forest.
“Forget the boat! That won’t work any more. Anyway, they’ve got a motor boat, so on water they’re in a better position than us. If we have any hope, then it’s on land. Now, come on!”
She stumbled after