XVIII I wandered in a suburb of the north, And reached a spot whence three close lanes led down, Beneath thick trees and hedgerows winding forth ... Like deep brook channels, deep and dark and lown: The air above was wan with misty light, 5 The dull grey south showed one vague blur of white. I took the left-hand path and slowly trod Its earthen footpath, brushing as I went The humid leafage; and my feet were shod With heavy languor, and my frame downbent, . Which make me mad and insulted. But I brush it off. Until that one particular day…“Dad! I am off to the convention with Maya!” I shout as I am heading to the door. “Allright! Just be back before midnight!” He replied as usual. Then before I leave, my brother ruined it. “What? You are still into that kind of stuffs? Grow up Lisa. You’re 19. Not 9” He said with his cold tone as he is leaning on the couch. He look at me with that look judging my Supergirl outfit. The one from the CW show. A tight. " Oh good," I replied, "Really didn't want to be cuffed forever." Follow me, the handcuff key is in the other room."I got up off the sofa and did as instructed, not really understanding why she didn't just bring the key in the living room. She let me through the curtain into the bedroom. What I saw nearly put me in shock. On her big brass bed, hung various cuffs and shackles. On the walls, were various whips, chains and other assorted toys. Looking at some of the items in the room, I realized I. I want to try to adopt her." Damn, you just cost me 20 bucks, Sarge. I was sure that you wouldn't ask till next week, but Jameson said today or tomorrow. Did you warn him somehow?" What? No ma'am, if I had known there was a bet on, I'd have warned you, not him." Thank you Sergeant, I appreciate the thought. For your information, yes, you may talk to Captain Jameson tomorrow morning, and the division Jag officer will be present. We have already started the wheels rolling because we were sure you.