”I winced and turned from him but he held me firmly in place. “Well, I’m not.” I said, trying to make my voice steady, I looked into his eyes....“I’m your wife.”He pulled me to the other side of the couch so we stood behind it.
“I’m starting to think that’s the same thing babe.” The commercial ended and I watched as most of his attention turned to it. “Well,” I said, pretending to be calm, “better not miss your game.”He didn’t let me go, just slowly tuned me so I too was facing the TV. My back to. “Agent Mauz, the notebooks here should contain all of the records that you will need to bring down the rest of the ring.”The agent went over to the shelves and glanced in it. Putting gloves on his hands, he picked up the notebook on the top of the stack. He opened it whistling as he read the contents. In awe, he said, “This logbook contains everything they’ve done. It looks like there are at least two hundred members in this gang and at least three hundred kids being abused.”He picked up one of. He wondered if it wasthe same Jayne, and assumed it couldn't be. He debated calling "Home" buthad no idea what he'd say to whoever picked up. Would it be his parents?What would he say if it was?So he called Jayne, hoping against hope for some information. It rangtwice before a voice answered,"Jeremy?" It was a young girls voice that sounded somewhat familiar."Yes?" He answered sheepishly with his high pitched female voice. Man, hethought, do I sound dainty."Jeremy, it's Jayne. Do you remember. I realized they were not going to tell me more so decided I might as well simply go along with my selection. All the girls were very pretty so in the end I simply selected the bold girl who had answered my initial question. "Thank you sir," she answered with very clear delight.I felt somewhat flattered in spite of suspecting it was something of a con, but took my selected beauty up to the very large bed placed in the middle of the room. Once on the bed she quickly took off her dress and wiggled.