I'm going to come out withthis on... let me know what you think, ok?" He said, still not entirelycertain who he was talking to.The door opened. What s...epped out wouldn't have been recognisable asTobias at all. Covered in calico fur, the figure looked up with paleyellow slitted eyes, long locks of luscious black hair framing hishead, crowned on top by two pointed triangular ears that twitchedslightly as he waked out. Fastened around Tobias' neck was a small pinkcollar with a metal heart tag. Early Fenders."Tell me about the amps?" I asked."Can't without the whole story, you got time?" The owner was purebred Wisconsin but I understood most of what he said."Time and plastic ... money," I said."Plastic?" Diners Club."He didn't get it,"Credit card with a hefty limit. You can call the bank and verify." I handed it to him.He called, hung up, and said, "Jesus, kid." That's why I don't carry cash. Tell me the story." Kid came in, oh, two three years ago and bought an old arch top, took it. He had instantly crumpled to the ground begging her to let go. But she had just sat there on top of them. Her hand keeping a constant pressure on his testicles as she made him say he was sorry for slapping her. At first he refused to apologize, but when she pinched his left ball between her thumb and her finger his whole body arched in pain and he spilled his apology as best as he could. As Lisa lay in bed thinking about this she couldn’t help conclude that she might not be to bad a torturer. Oh, what a wonderful way to wake up the morning before Christmas Eve.After we’d basked in the afterglow for a while, Lissa turned her head toward me and we kissed.“Coffee?” she asked.Wendy bolted upright behind me and was out of the room before I could respond. I turned toward the empty spot and saw Bree just waking up. I crawled out of bed and left the room to find Wendy.It wasn’t difficult. She was in the kitchen figuring out Mom’s old-fashioned coffee maker.“Not quite like at home, is it,.