A couple of weeksago I was wondering if I could keep my Focus running for another year so Iwould have a good down-payment on a new car. Now I was give... a car that wasbeyond my wildest dreams of ever owning.I ran inside and dialed Brad's office. When the receptionist answered Iasked for Brad."May I tell him who's calling?" said the cheerful voice on the other end ofthe line."Tell him it's his wife." I replied."Oh, hi Mrs. Kline, I'm Bethany, the receptionist, I'll put you through tohis private. With takes at most a month or two.She will be an excellent example to get all the other whores in line again.They all are determined to comply with anything.The whore began to trembling violently as the guard led her down on a short chain in the corridor.He had unchained her from the long chain and replaced her by a new arrival.She will be transhipped to another basement brothel but first she will be chained for months next to the guards armchair at the entrance of the basement.She will have to. "Nah, it can't be, not in thisneighborhood." They slowed down and watch the 'lady' until shedisappeared inside the house. The squad car drove on. Jack breathed asigh of relief as the car's taillights disappear into the night. 'Howwould I explain all this', Jack thought to himself. OK, let's get thisover with. Stumbling on his high heels, he managed to get into thebedroom. First order of business is a suitcase. They are stored in themaster bedroom's walk-in closet. Opening the door Jack is taken. "Sorry, I'm Chris Beaker although I think you know me as The Stranger." AHH, BUT YOU ARE EARLY. YOU SHOULDN'T BE HERE UNTIL ... HUMMMM." There was a pause and then a dark mist appeared in the middle of the library. "I'm sorry but it's been so long since anyone's been here." The voice came from the mist.Chris frowned, "Just how long has that been?" He asked.There was a sigh, "Never. Nobody has come here at all. I send out the scripts to those who are ready, but there are those who never read.