But I did know who had a pool and who didn't.So I made the fateful decision one Saturday night to invade the back yard of someone I didn't really know...that lived 4 houses down from us. I knew that some college guys lived there and figured that if I got caught I'd be able to bat my eyes at them innocently and talk my way out of trouble again.Boy was I wrong.Around 11 o'clock I successfully negotiated the walk down the street in my bathing suit and bare feet. No one saw me as I snuck past the. "They hurt in the least," he said, as he taped little recording devices to the girl's neck and wrists. The subject couldn't be much more than nineteen or twenty years old, Adam thought as he made sure the instruments were in working order. She was pretty, but so expressionless, that Adam wondered how she managed to get through life. Even her most intimate revelations were revealed in the same dull-toned voice, the same proper pronunciation. A curious case! Yet she was nicely built, from what. Just after I got comfortable a woman managed to squeeze in right in front of me. Usually i smartly put my bag on the ground in front of me to clear some floor area and preserve my personal space. But I had no bag on this fateful day. The woman was attractive, in her mid 30's, Hispanic about 5' 3" and in good shape. My first thought was that if anyone was going to invade my space it could be alot worse (for example some overweight mouth breather who had forgotten to put on his prescription. ’ The bell voice sounded behind the door. The ten slaves entered, bowing down to kneel before their mistress. She was sitting at her desk, but had turned her chair to face them. Drake thought that she looked tired, which surprised him. It was the first time he’d seen her even look slightly… human? The confidence and aura of power no longer swirled around her, and she almost appeared to sag in the seat. ‘Mistress?’ One of the slaves- the tall platinum blonde- spoke up, looking at his mistress.