“Doesn’t she have a lovely figure, Sweetie?” Carlotta broke the silence. “Very,” Jim didn’t seem the least bit shy in surveying Jan, “v...ry nice indeed. “Jan,” Carlotta spoke as if only Jan would be able to hear, “he’s into big boobs. It’s the one thing about me that he compromised on. He said he never had a preference for height, weight, or any other thing about women, he just likes big boobs.” Carlotta reached over and almost touched Jan’s breasts as she finished. “Like you have.” “Well,. Still notsaying a word. Nothing, silent, I wondered if I had stepped over theline with her mother. But I had no control there. Her mother, a goddessin her own right, held me tight and close; not only did I not havecontrol, I did not want that control either.I sat on the leather seat and looked at her standing by the car. Not aword since we left the house as we walked across the drive to thegarage. She stood as if she waited for me to do something. I wanted toask a question but had no idea of. A person that had to stand too long outside like this, could perhaps start talking when their bodies would start to ache. And because she couldn't tell them anything, it could mean that she would be standing here for the rest of the day. The thought of maybe lying to them and fabricating something crossed her mind, but she decided on not doing this because when they would find out that she was lying, their punishment for it could be even worse than what they were doing to her now. So, the only. “His heart rate is coming back!” Virginia shared, then a few seconds later, “He just hit 60 beats per minute.”“Let’s get his shirt off.” When they had that done, John looked closely at the bump and saw a little camera and speaker. “Got to go!” John kissed Jenny and disappeared with whatever was in the bump. John did his normal “Go to God” and was pleased when he landed there with a young man dressed in fatigues, “Where did you come from?” John asked.“I was in a cave at my worktable,” the young.