The Bendersons: Kidnapped at K7 by Leanne Schroder - HTML preview
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The doctor walked in with two meals and soon the both of us were sitting, enjoying tuna Moray and vegetables. “Mmmmmmmm, this tastes great,” I said.
“Well, you have to keep your strength up, Tam,” said Spike.
“Of course,” I said.
“Now here are your painkillers, Tam,” said the doctor, handing me several pain killers. “There is a message from the Walf, Tam, and he wants to see you after.”
“What for, I might ask,” I said, nearly panicking at the thought of seeing his honor.
“Nothing to worry about, I should imagine, as he wants you for dinner. Now you are dismissed, Spike, as you are needed at the power grid,” said the doctor handing Spike some paper.
Spike leaned over to me and said, “Don’t reveal anything, Tam.”
As Spike left, the doctor said, “Now get some rest before you meet the Walf, Tam.”
“Rest,” I thought to myself. “Mmmmmm, was he on to us or what?”
Then, I must have fallen asleep and was woken up much later by the doctor. “Tam, Tam, it is time to meet the Walf,” he said.
“I don’t know my way around there,” I wailed.
“That is all taken care off as I am wheeling you up there in this wheel chair,” beamed the doctor.
Soon, I was given a dressing gown and taken up to the Walf’s quarters and almost felt like a nervous wreck. There was a young woman that opened his door and she asked, “Is this Tam Benderson?”
“Yes, it is,” said the doctor.
I waited in the waiting room and was then taken into the Walf’s quarters. The doctor left and I was alone. Then, I heard footsteps coming towards me. I looked up and saw somebody that was blond and blue eyed, unlike what I expected a criminal to look like. “Welcome Tam,” smiled the Walf, on his smug face as he stood and did a Nazi power move. “Now would you like a real treat, Tam,” said the Walf while pouring out pink liquid.
“Sure,” I said, playing along with him and noticed that he was eyeing me lustfully.
“Try it, Tam,” said the Walf, looking at me with deSire.
“Mmmmmm, this is great,” I said, sipping what looked like pink champagne.
The Walf clicked his fingers and somebody came in with a meal tray. “Now that will be all, Valcar,” said the Walf seriously. “Now Tam, open up your meal and enjoy.”
I opened up my meal and saw that it was lobster and the biggest one I had ever seen. “You have to keep your strength up, Tam,” said the Walf gulping down his food and belching.
“Oh Christ,” I thought, “what a pig.”
The food was delicious. Walf kept pouring champagne into my glass and I was feeling a little light headed. “Tam, what do you reckon about changing jobs to computer hacking,” smiled the Walf.
“I don’t know that much about computers,” I faltered.
“I am over 35 and really am not what you call an expert,” I faltered.
“Tam, I have watched your progress and you are a lot smarter than you give yourself credit for.”
“Really,” I said suddenly bursting into a fit of burping due to the pink champagne.
“Hey, don’t worry about that, but are you interested, Tam?” Walf sat next to me and moved closer to me. I tried to flinch but decided to play along with the Walf as he moved closer and closer and place his arm around my shoulder. He proceeded to kiss me until he turned my face around and passionately kissed me on the mouth. I had no choice but to respond to his fervent kissing.
“Tam, is there something wrong?”
“No, not really, but I want to talk and get to know you first before jumping into things,” I said, not wanting to say I was well and truly pissed off.
“Well okay, then let’s talk,” said the Walf as he held me close to him. “You should not be so tense, Tam.” The Walf tried to relax my shoulders.
“Just nervous here.”
“I can feel it and why?”
I felt like saying, “What you are doing is wrong and its criminal,” but I decided to divert the attention from me to him. “What do you believe in, Walf?”
“I am modeling myself on Adolf Hitler,” said the Walf, as he stood up in salute of him.
“He killed so many people and committed genocide of the Jews,” I faltered.
“That, I did not agree on, Tam. You are quite correct in that. I do not believe in killing people,” said the Walf, sounding almost sincere, but he did have some good ideas.
“You mean the idea of child endowment and working for the dole and all that,” I said.
“How do you know that Tam?”
“Well, my dad was in a prison camp...and he told me all I really needed to know about the Second World War,” I smiled.
“I had no idea, Tam. Wow!”
“Tam, you need to relax more. You are very tense and there is no need to be afraid because I idolize Adolf Hitler. I won’t harm you, Tam,” said the Walf, standing me up, embracing me and walking me slowly to the bedroom. “We can have our own Aryan race here, because that is the way I feel about you,” beamed the Walf.
“Mmmm, is that so, Walf,” I mumbled as I tried to ignore and not engage in his sexual advances.
“You said what, Tam,” asked the Walf, cheekily, looking at me and bringing me closer bodily.
“Nothing much…but I never knew you felt like that,” I said sounding bewildered.
“Well I do.”
“What in god’s name do I do now and how the hell do I get out of this situation,” I thought to myself as the Walf suddenly plonked me on the bed as he started to kiss me passionately.
Just then, there was a frantic knock on the door and it was Valcar. “What is it Valcar? Can’t it wait until morning? I am busy.”
“No, it cannot, and it has something to do with funds,” said Valcar, noticing that the Walf had me on the bed.
“Oh sorry about this, Tam, but let me know if you are interested,” said the Walf, trying to compose himself after kissing me intensely.
“Yes I am,” I smiled.
“Now I will get my secretary to take you back to the hospital,” smiled the Walf. I was wheeled to the hospital and the doctor met me there. He took me to my bed and I must have dozed off.