"And you must be Ken," I said looking in his direction, wondering why hewas sitting there in a pink rain coat. He was a small person likemyself but w...th beautiful long brown hair and hazel eyes. "And I believe I met you two girls this afternoon at the pool butweren't introduced," I said in hopes of them telling me their names. Nosuch luck, they just smiled."And you are?" I asked looking at a pretty girl wearing a very prettypink dress."Mary," she said in a whisper."And whom might you be?" I. You remember that one? ... What was unusual? ... Okay, thanks." Mike hung up the phone.A few minutes later, Mike hung up the phone, again, after having called the hospital and gotten the results from their typing of the missing victim's blood. They had used samples from the gurney in the ambulance, typing it so they would be ready to take care of their missing transport when, and if, she was ever brought in.Mike Tannenger sat at his desk for several minutes, his mind working to fit a puzzle. This is because she was a hardcore submissive. Since the age of thirteen when she first looked at some porn sites, she hadn't thought about sex without picturing her obeying someone. She was willing to do anything. She had never thought anything she would object to. This includes women, she had always considered herself bi-curious, but had never tried. In fact, her love of submission was the motivating factor in her desire to work in the porn industry. But writing porn is only her secondary. Her eyes were dark, and she had full, sensual lips — painted a bright red."Quite a frightful mess aren't you?" Camilla said and rose from the bed. "I've changed the bed and drawn a bath. Why don't you get cleaned up?"Danica walked past the woman and ascended the steps to the tub. She eased down into the water with a sigh, wondering what the woman's game was.The newcomer walked over in front of the tub and peeled off the dress she wore. Danica felt her loins stir as Camilla undressed, and color.