I could hear his hand hitting the wall,letting me know we had a ''wacker'' on the loose...I felt like messing with ol earl this morning,Just to see wh...t he would say or do.I walked into the living room & sat right across from him...''So Earl" i started in on him with.You like how shamecca was sucking my dick this morning?His face went blank for a second,he didnt know what to say.Its cool man,I told him.Im not tripping.Earl's pale look started to round out into a semi evil like grin...Yeah man. She had also brought me a new story to read. It certainly wasn't anything I'd expect a mind-controlled sex slave to write. I smiled and began to think that maybe I hadn't completely eradicated her personality with the Pen. She had certainly taken my advice to heart, allowing the characters to interact with their environment, adding more description (and doing it without slowing the pace of the story) and paying more attention to the personalities of the characters. I wrote a few helpful hints. Next day while I was leaving my apartment she opened her door and asked for keys, I said well the maid is not coming, than what’s the point of giving the keys? She said ? well was this maid’s work so bad that you want to fire me in 1 day?? with wink. I smiled and said,? well I used to cut the maids salary when ever she did bad work, how can I cut your salary since I am not paying you any salary?? She smiled and said ? may be you can punish me in some other way?? That whole day I could not. .. if you want." Mrs. Grogan looked Jeff up and down as she motioned him out from behind the container."Yes ma'am... ah... sure, that would be nice," Jeff stammered."Unless you think he won't be able to get back home," she said."Who?" said Jeff."Your dog!" Helen replied with raised eyebrows."Oh... ah... yeah." Jeff's heart was pounding so hard he thought he might be near death. Surely, Mrs. Grogan could hear, or even see, the pounding in his chest, he thought. "He'll be ok, I guess." Then come.