Some of the squares glowed with a strange light and that same glow lit up odd pyramid sculptures scattered throughout the grounds. DaBigBoom thought t...ey must serve some purpose within the game although he didn't have the slightest idea what.There were guards--more of the strange pointy-eared inhabitants he'd seen walking around back at the castle. They grumbled and fidgeted, but didn't leave the squares they were standing in, even though most of the positions they occupied seemed to serve no. "There's been a complaint, and I've been sent toinvestigate." Consumer complaint investigation isn't the sort of thingthe FBI usually concerns itself with, surely?" she said,luscious lips curled into an amused smile as she slowlyslid one black stockinged leg against the other."Not usually, no," said Mulder, starting to feeluncomfortably hot, "but this complaint came from aSenator's wife." Ah, Margaret Gorman!" said Sabrina, lighting a cigarette."Damon said something about there being a problem. Tucking myself back in to my speedo I looked at Slave Boy's speedo and what a mess it was.I grabbed a beach towel and gave it to Slave Boy, he looked at me with those innocent twenty-two year old blue eyes wondering what I had in store for him now. I told him to walk down to the beach and go for a swim and wash the cum out of the speedo. He looked a little bit terrified. Slave Boy didn't own a speedo so obviously didn't wear them and now I was telling him to go down to a public beach and. M. on Mondays. I dialed his office anyway and left a desperate message with his answering service.After showering and getting ready for the day, I sat in the kitchen drinking my morning coffee. The front door opened and slammed shut. I dropped the cup and jumped out of my seat, knocking the chair backwards onto the floor. The cup smashed when it hit the table and coffee splashed me, soiling my shirt and shorts."Wow, what a mess."I turned quickly to see Joan shaking her head. I stepped to the.