A wild dog at that. Why was it your pet or something?’The Superintendent remained perfectly still. He too had pulled out a gun and he was watching m... like a cat watching a mouse about to come out of its hole. I was beginning to wonder about the escaped convict story. I’m sure that that was all a hoax to get at me but I still didn’t know why.‘Incidentally, what about your escaped convict?’ I asked with a slight anger in myvoice.‘There is no escaped convict.’ Answer the policeman. I now knew I. Deliberately I touched her hand while explaining her the problem.She understood what I was trying to do but she ignored. As I kept on touching her I could hear her breathing heavy. Now I knew the time was right. I carefully kept my hand on her thigh and started rubbing gently.Seeing no objection I just went a little further and touched her left boob .She kept on solving her maths problems. Seeing no reaction again I knew the timing was perfect, I started pressing her boobs at a slow pace and. This is how she died the first time only it wasn’t supposed to happen for another five years. I wasn’t around for this in her first life. My parents refused to come down to Victoria unless they absolutely had to. Dad didn’t get along with Mom’s family. We did visit twice a year when I was little. When my sister started complaining about having to go to Victoria, we stopped coming.The only thing I could think of is if it was Mom that convinced Gran to quit smoking, and she did it this year. Not. She had that innocent look about her that attracted any male that looked at her in an instant. She was very petite dressed as a preteen school girl, in a little plaid skirt, knee sox and a white blouse. Her hair was done up in braids. Her father, fully clothed as well, accompanied her into the living room, definitely against the rules, since all of the slaves had to be nude upon entering the house. All of the Masters were there as this seduction was the highlight of the meeting. There were so.