There was only one proviso, which was that I promised to take the case no further. This was an understandable condition as was the legal wording.I imm...diately signed the letter of agreement and sent it off. It was now time to start looking for further employment.Getting another job wasn't quite as easy as my cocky self originally thought. The area wasn't a hotbed for any technology, especially computing. I was beginning to think that I might need to move away from my home town or maybe look. The place looked cleaner, brighter, and the furniture had been nicely rearranged. There was a hominess about the place that I had never been able to achieve.Pat came out of the bathroom wearing rubber gloves, shorts, a t-shirt, flip-flops and carrying a bucket of cleaning paraphernalia, “Oh, hi, Robert. Welcome home. I was just freshening up the bathrooms.”“What have you been doing while I have been gone? The place looks...”“I hope you’re not mad, but I was bored, and the place really needed. That's rule number one by the way a sissy never asks questions. If she needs to know anything, her Master will tell her." I nodded and followed behind her, walking past a mind boggling number of rooms with different plaques on them The Locker Room, The Prison Cell, The Count's Chambers, The Classroom and countless other fantasy themed rooms. I bit my tongue so that I wouldn't let a question slip out, not wanting to upset Isabella before we had a chance to talk about all that had happened."Sigh. The editorial section was filled with letters expressing both angry and sympathetic letters. Tara wasn’t as busy as she used to be. Seems Chief Ellsworth wasn’t too happy when he was on the receiving end of an interrogation at the hands of Tara. It was funny to watch her whip him and then cover him in horse semen. I still don’t know where she got a bucket full of it, but watching Max gag as some of it ended up in his mouth, then running home naked after we dropped him off was priceless. We got.