Es war gespenstisch. Als Bettina und Hermann vor der Haustür verhielten. Nichts war im Haus zu hören und es brannte auch kein Licht. Aber die Haust�...r war nur angelehnt, und obwohl ein Spezial-Sicherheitsschloss eingebaut war, hatten die Täter es offenbar geschafft dieses zu knacken. Den stillen Alarm hatten sie aber trotzdem nicht verhindern können. Leise öffnete Bettina die Tür ein Stück weiter und sicherte den Eingangsbereich. Jetzt kam Hermann und übernahm die Führung. Er sicherte die Küche. As to whomight have put her in this condition, there were several possibilities; butshe was fairly sure the seed had come from Fortunatus. In any event, it hadn'treally mattered because the child would have simply been another of his slaves. Since her body was about to be used again by yet another man, she beganmentally comparing Fortunatus (who was pudgy and mostly bald) to the tall centurion.It did not escape her notice that he was exceedingly good looking. Black hair,dark brown eyes, rugged. "Well then" Miss Priscilla said "You are no stranger to the cane. And you have had a couple of whacks on those fine big balls. Lets hope today you are spared." The boy simply whimpered.miss Priscilla, being the rather cruel woman that she is took rather a long tie selecting her weapon. Every cane from her rack was tried for size, heft and sound as she made practice lunges likek a swordswoman. Finally she selected a medoum weight, rather long straight cane. She took up her stance behind the. I believe you want to see me? I review the stories that we publish on the no-feefreelance page," said Sam."Ah...er...Do you review all the stories?" a now embarrassed Bob asked"Yes. Even those terrible bust expansion tales we get from that guy named Bob Jones. May I help you?" a smug Sam said."What do you mean terrible? I have read his stories and love them!", said Bob trying to recover."What? You love 2nd grade English, with bad spelling? You love dangling participles? You love.