"Whoa fuckface, careful there. Reece is down there at the station already, he was caught drunk driving. His dad is bailing him out now. Imagine how...much more trouble he'd be in if his 'boyfriend' shows up claiming he was raped as well - I mean you can't say for sure whose cum that is, can you. Also, he was pretty pissed when he couldn't find you, that's why he went off, so imagine how he'd feel if we showed him photos of you getting felt up last night while he was in the lock-up. Ted's. "Bye," said Camille. Janet silently cried herself to sleep that night. Part Two: The Third Weekend Janet waited anxiously outside her building for the limo to come. She was so impatient! She wished that she could somehow sprout wings and fly away to Mistress Stephanie's house on her own, without having to be driven there. Last Saturday night, Stephanie had chained Camille in her bedroom, and invited Janet to share her bed. Or so she had thought. First, she had been made to kneel at. 4. Humanity has ascended to a point where I no longer need to hide my existence.I will provide the level of information necessary for the first two cases, even though the first case suggests you are an alien intelligence and just as likely to treat these logs as a food source as a source of information. If you’re human, chances are you won’t be able to read through this whole document before Everything Goes To Shit. And even then, you’re more likely to believe it a clever fraud (at least I hope. But she'd changed the subject."I'm going to see that film tonight, you know, the one about all the sex and stuff!" She let out an embarrassed giggle. "Didn't you go the other week?"I made my entrance. "Morning ladies," I quipped. "Did I hear right, you're going to the pictures tonight." I saw the look of concern on both their faces."I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry, it's just that I overheard a bit of your conversation as I approached." I walked past them to pour myself a cup of coffee.Anne.