The jury was still out on whether she'd be breathing... She was toast. Time to go get that drink, and let her get used to her various injuries... He h...aded upstairs without making any further comment.Once upstairs, he turned on his monitor in the kitchen. He had full coverage of his 'slave pens'; generally, he recorded everything, and in any case, surveillance was a big part of keeping a slave or other victim in line. This bitch (Dumbjohn forgot her name) definitely came under the heading of. . As I got older this fetish got stronger and stronger but obviously I wasnt k** anymore so it was much harder to sneak or justify me being close to their feet.. The sneaking part actually made it that much more intense because of the fear of getting caught.. Over the yrs I had these experiences with my s****r in law, babysitters, my best friends mother, but the most intense and frequent experiences were when i was an adult and I did this to my mother in law.. She was easy prey because she was. This didn't bother Waite though. Even JP Morgan had to start someplace.He told the banker what he needed. He showed the certified check to the man. His eyes bugged out and he took the check to the head cashier. The head cashier took it to the VP and the VP took it to the President of the bank. He came down from his office on the mezzanine. He shook hands with Waite and asked his intentions. He said he wanted to cash the check. The banker shook his head. He said he didn't have enough cash in the. ”“Do?” asked Conny. “I don’t know. I am willing to help the team, of course. I’ll take training so I can get better on the tests. Hopefully it won’t take up too much effort?” he said.“If we’re going to mentor you we want you to respect us”, said Alfred. “We want to see it’s not going to be a waste of our time to shelter a little nerdling like you. So how about you get on your knees and call us sir, for a start?”“Are you serious? asked Conny, looking at Daniel and Ron, who had kept out of the.