She sat next to meand patted my back. "There there little slave," she said. "It's going tobe okay." I turned to her, my eyes red with tears."You're a ...unt, I never wanted to be a slave. You've done this. You're abitch. I hate you." Danielle grabbed my hands and handcuffed them."Naughty Jane, it was this attitude of yours that caused all of thismess." And with that she grabbed me by the arm and pulled me downstairs.I kicked and screamed as I was dragged into Danielle's room where she putme on. "Maybe we'relooking at it differently?" I suggested. "But I don't remember agreeing todo ALL the housework here..." But you're SO good at it honey!" she whispered, her hand slowly stokingmy thigh."That's not what I was talking about!" I tried to get back a semblance oforder though twisting happily under her hand. "Okay, you want to write.But have you really written anything?" I couldn't help the quaver that wasentering my voice as her hand was straying close to my groin."But baby? Everything -. “That was the first thing I got. I also got stuff for my teeth, for my hair and even some lipstick. I know I need to look good for the current man in my life.”That last comment took me by surprise but I didn’t say anything.When we got to the aid station, I had one of the EMTs look at Jennifer’s arm. His diagnosis was what I had suspected – a green stick fracture – and he told us that the splint could probably come off. He told Jennifer that she could try moving around without the arm being in a. The next morning we picked up Pop and went to town for breakfast at the Corner Café. Pop drove Brenda back to the farm and the rest of us headed for Pueblo to see Gary Watson. Gary was waiting when we arrived and led us to a conference room. Gary introduced us to Katie Brown an Interior Decorator. Gary told us that she was the one who designed the décor in the simulation of our new home.Virginia asked, "Has the simulation been finished?" Yes, that is why I am here; Gary said that you like the.