"Come on, hot shot, we got bad guys to catch."They left in his car, hers was still at the station. He parked next to her yellow rental. "God, do you t...ink you could have gotten a worse color?" Oh, yeah, that reminds me. I want to run that salesman. He was a scumbag, I think he needs a little police persuasion to not think women are dumb as dirt and easy marks." She smiled evilly as she thought of making that man's life miserable."Wow, remind me not to get on your bad side." You've already been. Phir unka mood ghamgeen hone laga to maine kaha aap itna dukhi kyon hoti hai. Sab ke naseeb me sab kuchh nahi hota hai. Kya pata aaj jo admi aapko aise behave karta hai kal ko woh pura badal sakta hai bhi”“kab” woh boli, ” jab mein buddhi ho jaungi tab, ya jab meri dil ki sari arman khatam ho jayenge tab. Mujhe bhi pyas hoti hai, man me lehre ati hai, badan ki pyaas ko bujhana chahti hu, lekin woh…….” main kuch bol nahi paa raha tha. Tab unhone mere paas ake mujhse jo baat kahi usko sun ke mere. She took instructions and didn't mind Cal touching her if she was slightly off the pose he wanted."That will have to do for now," Cal said, after about fifteen minutes.Cal explained he would go through them and send me the ones he thought were the best by email. Dot wanted to know when and Cal told her he might have them by late evening if she was lucky."Can I have a photo with you?" Dot asked Cal."Sure," Cal said and handed me his camera.I took a couple of shots of them standing together, but. This is a miniature version of the OWK, but designed for a single victim at a time.Suffering here is personal and intense. One of the highlights of the COP is the small, underground bunker, which offers no hope of escape, and leaves a slave totally alone in sadness and despair. When not being tortured, it was here that I spent my time at the COP.So, what of Madame Celeste? Firstly, her pictures are totally genuine, and nothing has been photo-shopped. In fact, Madame Celeste looks even better in.