She felt empowered. Her next stop was the same sex shop which sissy had been to a couple of weeks earlier.Rather than shop for lingerie et cetera she ...eaded straight to the leather and latex section. The stunning shop assistant quickly came up to her to offer help. She was slightly puzzled to see what ostensibly looks like a dumb bimbo shopping in the section for Mistresses. Mandy was immediately taken by the shop assistant who introduced herself as Laura and explained an outline of what was. ’ She mumbled the word low in her throat and hoped her crashing around had disguised the sound of her hunger. She hadn’t eaten in nearly thirty-six hours and it was beginning to have an effect on her. Jack didn’t seem to suffer from the same problem as he lifted his massive arm to lop off another low hanging branch with his big scary machete. He hadn’t said two words to her since they’d waltzed off into this huge foodless jungle, and even before that all he’d said was, ‘I’m Jack. Give me you. He was almost on eye level with the giant man. His arms must have been a foot in diameter. Physically fit even if he weighed 500 pounds. John wondered if the Seahawks could use him.“When our plan number twelve failed, Director Bible called all of his circle together. He called in a seer named Zella. She lit some smelly candles and played some relaxing sounds. I think I fell asleep to it all. She called my name, I woke up, and she said I would become best friends to a man called John Taillefer. No one answers. I keep ringing and moments later the door to the building opens. It’s not Mona but her next door neighbor whose name escapes me. She’s wearing a long white thin tee shirt with no bra and her nipples are rock hard. She knows I’m looking for Mona and says she saw her earlier but doesn’t know where she could be. She lets me in and I go to Mona’s door and knock. Mona opens the door and looks sleepily surprised. I tell her I really need to see her and she invites me in. I thank her.