[I covered the phone] Des?" Yes?" Can you come here?" Sure." It was well under a minute."If Canberra emails us the templates, can you put your and min... and Shirl's data in place and get cards done? And if we get templates for letterhead and envelopes, can you set up the printers? OK. And, finally, what's our email address?" Des nodded a lot."You're hollister, I'm des, and Shirl's shirl at csiro.uwa.au." He went back to the other office."Hi, Janice? Sorry. Yes, Des can handle the templates. Our. "Then you will needsomewhere to stay? I have not let out your room above the shop.Somewhere to work?" "Yeah," I said, "I'd like to come back." "That isgreat news Samantha! Come with me now! We'll have you living your oldlife again in no time." Except it wasn't my old life. It was hers.Samantha Gardener. And I'd become her. He took my chubby arm in hishand and led me up the street.***The chip shop was a grotty little thing on a back street.There was a fat Italian woman inside who grinned as her. It'sall I want. I want you to fuck my pussy, fuck my ass, fuck my mouth, do it infront of family, friends, neighbors, do it on TV, make me beg for cock, beg tobe fucked. ?Group fuck me, gang-bang me, I want to be usedmercilessly, I want to be punished, spank me, cane me, punch me, slap me, pullon my tits, hang weights from them, stretch them, cane them, hit them withslippers, stick needles in them, make me drink piss as you pierce mybreast-meat with skewers.? Hang me from my breasts as you whip. Nearly exhausted and dripping with sweat, he somehow found a way to push the drawer open with his nose, stabbing at the drawer multiple times until he slid it open. When he felt it was nearly off its railing he sort of 'jumped' a bit and knocked the drawer with the top of his head. A small paring knife tumbled out of the drawer and skittered across the floor, sounding as if it went to the left. In his current tightly bound and blindfolded state, that was one full roll if he could control his.