She felt the grip tighten up on her leash. "What is this?" he asked pulling her over to look at the box. "I cleaned it, Master… honest. Kitty must h...ve used it Master… honest." WT kept his firm grip on her leash. "I don't think so, girl. This looks likeit has not been cleaned in days." "No Master. It is not that bad, just this one spot." "Now you are questioning my judgment girl, on top of not doing as you should?" "No, Master." "Yes, you are girl." He pulled her almost dragging her to the. I continue around the table chatting with everyone and sitting by everyone. As we are enjoying each other’s company, Margaret walks into the restaurant. She holds up her cell phone saying that Dakota texted her that everyone was heading to Longhorn to have dinner. She even brought Special Agent Fernandez along with her, which made me smile.Margaret and Fernandez both ordered a ribeye steak along with a fully loaded baked potato. They seemed to skip the salad portion of the meal and just order. They had an elite feeling around them.I felt that our life styles are entirely different. We are conservative spending, simple and less assuming people. Whereas this couple had an air of confidence around them. A feeling of being elite. I gave a formal shake hand to him and invited them inside. My wife was dressed in see through black saree with matching low cut blouse. She when dressed up in saree always reminded me of yester year actress Srividya, in her prime body structure. That much. "Bill, when I first moved here and met you and Arlene, I was a physical and emotion wreck. I was thirteen years old. I had been sick for almost two years and had been thrown out of school for fighting. Your sister came over to our house and befriended me; showed me kindness and understanding that I hadn't experienced in a long time. We soon became inseparable and shared everything. She told me all about you; how smart you were; how loving and helpful and protective you were. When I was here I.