Jim led her to a group of males who all introduced themselves as being ‘bi’; they all smiled wickedly at her and eyed her up and down. One of them...looked at her partner.“You were not k**ding Jim, she is lovely. Is she up for a bit of fun with us all?” Sissygirl blushed as several hands fondled her in the crowded corner of the bar. Jim smile broadly and looked at her.“Oh she will be, we’ll soon have her in the mood. We’ll have a few here then we’ll go down to ‘The Annex’ and meet Frank; his. When we got back she pushed me into the shower and then joined me. After we dried off we stretched out on the bed. She moved in behind me and wrapped her arms around me."Talk to me Mick. Where are you? What's going on in your head?"I started to talk and started to cry. I talked about the loss of Marci. About Denny getting blown away and the loss of Odin's Maiden. About the stigma that being Dispossessed caused. About the loss of my Mother. The loss of my troops. About being afraid I would lose. I think there is something wrong with this picture and with these women. It's like they were all "fixed" to be submissive little wives, regardless of their previous personalities." Now hold on, Angelica. Women do change their priorities over time. At some point many women decide it's time to start a family," Robert objected."Robert! These are women like me, in their mid-twenties, a little early to be hearing the "biological clock" tick. And why would it strike for all of them at the same hour?. ” “Shit. It’s a tracker thing.” “Fuck! Shit! Hey! Ray get over here and stomp on this shit!” The audio soon cut out. Barbara wanted to cry, but she knew she had no time. ‘Keep it together Babs. Focus. Gotta find Steph.’ Barbara thought to herself and got to work. Using the information gleaned from listening to that horrible audio-log and the Oracle computer, it didn’t take Barbara long to pinpoint where the Little Roman had taken Stephanie. … Meanwhile...At the Lake House... .