Suddenly, Elizabeth trips on something and falls. Her firm breasts scratch against the grass, while other long leaves slide between her legs.

"Oooooooooooooohhhhh" she sighs.

A hand grabs her arm. Elizabeth instinctively pulls back, but the man is too strong for her.

"Who are you?" she cries in the darkness.

There is no answer. The man pulls her up. She becomes conscious of her nakedness. If it were daylight, you could see her blush.

"What are you doing here?" The man finally answers.

"I was just running through the field." Elizabeth answers.

"This is private property. I could have you arrested." The man looks at her naked body. Even in the darkness, he feels her sensuousness.

"I'm sorry sir." was all Elizabeth could say.

"You should be punished. Come with me."

Elizabeth walks meekly through the field with the Man. She can feel the grass swiping past her legs, scratching her as they walk toward a house. He still has her hand, pulling her, as if she were a little child. A naughty child.