Disclaimer: A bit more raciness.
Chapter 7
Kendall picked at her food, not saying much of anything during dinner. Zach decided that his little demon must have clocked out for the night, because nothing was less conducive to wooing someone than standing out in the snow spying on people having sex. Finally fed up with the silence, he said "Okay, out with it. The food is excellent, so you must have something on your mind." Kendall sighed. "I know you'll think I'm crazy. I just feel like there was something….fundamentally wrong with what we saw in that cabin." Zach raised an eyebrow. "I somehow doubt you are the type to disapprove of a woman being on top, or even bondage for that matter. So I assume you mean something else?" Kendall drummed her fingers. "It was their faces. The man had such a stony, grim expression. And the woman looked….purposeful. Determined. Zach, neither of these people seemed to show one ounce of passion." Zach put his fork down. "You must have really been paying attention up on that ladder. I think you're overreacting. Different people have different expressions when they are making love. And even if it was like you say…well, they could just be one of those married couples that have lost the fire. Depressing maybe, but certainly not sinister."
Kendall didn't respond, just stared at her plate. Zach couldn't believe he was going to continue this conversation. "Okay, so what do you think would be the explanation for what you saw?" She looked up at him reluctantly. "I promise I won't ridicule your idea." She gave a half-hearted smirk. "Well, you asked for it. What if the woman kidnapped the man, tied him up, and was… raping him while we watched." There was a long pause. "I promised I wouldn't ridicule…so I'll play devil's advocate instead. It is physically impossible for a woman to rape a man. I did happen to notice that he was erect." Kendall nodded. "I noticed too. And I was thinking about that. There are drugs out there now that can help with erections. I've even heard of them causing problems where the men would become involuntarily erect. Like what happens with adolescent boys." Zach sat back. "How do you know about what happens with boys?" Kendall smiled. "When I was in middle school, I had a guy friend who for some reason shared a lot of information." He laughed. "I'll just bet he did."
Zach started clearing dishes. "Well, your idea about the drugs is interesting. It just seems complicated. For what purpose would a woman kidnap a man, bring him to a remote cabin, drug him, and rape him? You said yourself that the woman didn't seem to be enjoying herself either. You said she looked purposeful and determined." Kendall shrugged. "That's where my theory goes a little whacko. She could be some stalker type that decided to take things to the ultimate level and realized in the middle of it that it wasn't paying off like she hoped. Maybe she figured once she got him going he would like it, and so she was, you know, working it." Zach cocked his head. "That's a bit of a stretch." Kendall laughed self-consciously. "Not as much as my other theory: That she wants to get pregnant with his child." Kendall giggled helplessly.
Zach put the dishes in the sink. Kendall shouldered him aside. "You cooked, I'll clean." She glanced over at his surprised look. "What, you think a Kane woman wouldn't sully her hands? You forget I wasn't raised Kane. Ha! Anyway, I've been coming up with all kinds of kooky theories about what we saw over there. Do you have any thoughts to add?" Zach was silent for a moment. "I have been wondering where I've seen that guy before. It was hard to tell, because he had a beard, but I think I recognized him." Kendall's hands stilled in the soapy water. "Of course! I recognized him too! Its that guy who owns the trashy newspaper in Llanview, The Sun. So many times I wanted to drive over there and throttle him for the things his newspaper has said about me and my loved ones. Oooooh. Well, if he was kidnapped, then he probably deserves it!"
Zach slowly nodded his head. "You're right. I think that was Todd Manning. Well, if it is him, then your theory that he was an unwilling sex partner becomes much more interesting." Kendall frowned. "Why is that? What do you know about the sex habits of a newspaper magnate from Llanview?" Zach looked at her grimly. "I make it my business to know a lot about the powerful people around me. And what I know about Todd Manning is that he is a lot like Michael. The son of a rich evil old bastard….and a rapist."