story continuation (it's been a while)

In the quiet of the cargo hold, Jack ripped off a piece of the woman's dress to her muffled protest and tied it around her head as a gag. He used another strip of her dress to tie her legs and then another for her wrists. She was none too pleased at these developments of course, but he sat down to examine the bite marks on his hand. Feeling spiteful, he ripped off even more pieces of her dress to use to clean the blood off of his hand and then wrap it up. That taken care of, he sat down on one of the crates and set to thinking about what to do next.

yay

woohoo! despite my not having a work study for this upcoming year i will still be able to work in the preservation lab! yay! the glue has not forsaken me! yay again!