That gink might bear a grudge and try to knock me off!The 'office' hadn't changed in a month, the area was so run-down that the dust wouldn't even get...together. I turned the radio on for company and I tried to sort out the last two months. The G-men were keeping track of me, that was no bunk. They must have been, otherwise they wouldn't have been wise to the fact that I was in stir in Yaphank and wouldn't have sent that skirt with a buzzer to warn me off, that brunette skirt with a buzzer. I. They were keeping company with Robert and Hilda. Linda and Julie had ridden over with us, and they changed into bathing suits as quickly as we girls did. There were platters of great food and I could see Hilda's handiwork in all of it. One thing I knew for sure. If Robert and Hilda ever got together in a relationship, he would eat well the rest of his life!Besides the food, there were little boxes all wrapped up in shiny red paper with gold ribbons. Each of them had a nametag on it. Robert. Was I actually glowing and giving off a shit load of pheromones or something? Could people hear my vagina singing?"There is nothing wrong with being in love, Carol," she laughed.Was she kidding? There is a whole lot of wrong about it. It messes with your head, fucks your metabolism and turns you from a sane sensible member of the human race into an emotional sack of play dough. That crap I can do without. I'm only twenty-nine, for Chrissakes. I like my life just the way it is. Fucked up with. "The cylinder on your collar if detonated will blow your neck away.Don't try to remove it. Don't try to run away," he said.After that he took me to the perimeter of the property showing me itwas well marked with red plastic tape dangling from tree trunks likeyou see for markings in the woods."Now watch closely girl," he said and tossed a cylinder like the onefastened to my collar pass the red tape.BOOOOM??it exploded violently."Once you collar was set it cannot be removed by me. It is.