Repeat after me and believe every word you say.”“Yes, master ... daddy.”...“My name is Stacy Childers. My father, Lawrence Childers, created m... with his seed. I owe my existence to him and I love him for it.”Word for word, she repeated it, a huge smile on her face and a single tear running down her cheek.“ ... My name is Stacy Childers. I love being with my lover and showing the world how much he means to me. I always want to look my best in public for him and I never want him to be ashamed of. Stepping out, muscles loose and still aching, I couldn't help but smile. I had dropped two hundred and twenty-five pounds in the last eighteen months through sheer willpower and hard work. I didn't have the six-pack or the cut “S” along my hip line, but I was damn strong. I was benching two hundred and twenty-five pounds, and leg pressing almost eight times as much. Being short doesn't have that many perks, but having a core and legs that would allow me to dead-lift a car certainly was a plus.. I guess there is still some money out there, even with the recession.I was watching Phil say goodbye to one of the last teams and went to all the sales people and congratulated them for a good job. I told them that their numbers would show the success of this show very soon. I said goodbye to Phil and Tiny and headed back home with a stop at the gas station.At home, I checked out and cleaned up the big bike. As I was wiping off the last of the fingerprints, Chuck came riding up with Lisa. I. The golden and brown leaves were stained with clotting red and black blood and there was a stench of smoke and raw flesh about her. Arianna went to see what wagons were still in fit shape to take the wounded back to the castle, she knew they had brought the cannons here in wagons. Her clear firm decisive tones came cutting through the misty woodland, telling the soldiers staggering with fatigue and loss of blood to bring the still jostling terrified horses under control and lead them round in.