" I'll get my own back on you somehow," I managed to grunt. "I'll escapeand the story will reach the public if it take years." We're not taking you ba...k to Meadowlands Asylum. We're taking you toBroadmoor Hospital. That's where the worst, most twisted and mostdangerous of the criminally insane are sent. It's almost impossible toescape from, and if you did manage to somehow get over the wall and reachthe press, there is no way they would believe the story of a babbling,highly dangerous insane. "Tell me, my dear, why exactly are you here? Interested in becoming a Civil Service officer?"Samantha blushed as her father came to her rescue. "Samantha has expressed an interest in joining the Civil Service. She's heard from all the experienced officers and men on board Grey Goose how important they are, and apparently you made an impression on her. The AI assures us she's probably going to get a CAP score of over 6.5 when she turns fourteen in another eight months." So you want to join the. When she was 6 kmfrom home she was to pull up remove her final item of clothing her knickers,run five times around the car before locking her clothes and the car keys inthe boot of her vehicle. Then on foot she was to jog home during the hours ofdarkness. She set out on the task at 2.00am, eventually arriving back home at5.30 am. To slow her downsomewhat, she had to finger her pussy as she ran, and when getting close toclimax, she was to stop playing with herself and walk until she calmed. Youngman! Could you come here for minute? Maybe I can help you."Martha handed the teller her deposit and paperwork as the young mancame and joined her the window."What's the problem?" Martha asked.The young man glanced from this imposing woman in a suit, a suit whichcost at least $2000, then to the teller. He sniffled back some tearsthat threatened to run down his face and said to Martha, "I have acheck for $1,000 from the local casino. I played piano there for thepast week and I need to cash.