Lust In Time

“Bloody hell! Where am I?” One minute Arabella Smith had been lying in her nice warm bed, book in hand, listening to the winter wind howling outside her bedroom window in her suburban Brisbane home and the next she was…well…where? “I have no idea.” Arabella sat up quickly and looked around her. Nothing looked at all familiar. Uh-oh, Huston, we have a problem. This was not her home.