She loved a challenge.She started with the enema. She never really knew how long it would actually take, but she enjoyed herself more if she had a cou...le hours afterward to recoup and for nature to absorb the extra moisture. She ran hot bath water into the tub, then filled the water bottle, attaching the white hose. She wet her hand and used the bar of soap to suds her asshole before inserting the nozzle. It slid inside, and she clenched against its invasion. She knelt in the tub, the red. I didn’t accuse you or your wife of child abuse. You already have an established pattern of child abuse, so I only stated fact. I do suggest you put your gun away from you get hurt.”With my phone in my shirt pocket, it captured him chambering a round, taking off the safety, and aiming at my head. With the brick fireplace behind me, I let him crank off four shots before taking the gun away from him and field stripping it before he even knew what happened. His wife managed to fire two gunshots. Yes, there was another bark. He thought he’d heard that particular bark before.That got him moving. He ran towards the woods, feet barely touching the soft grass. He heard the sound a third time and joy burst inside him. It was Benjamin’s bark! He knew it! He did!“Come here, Boy! Come on. Benjamin, I’m right here, boy! Come on!” he shouted, he laughed, he started to cry, all at the same time. “Benjamin! Here boy! Come on! Benjamin.Come here, Ben-jer-buddy! Come on fella!”The sound of the bark. I got tired of all the crap and called the number in the phone book for the U. S. Federal Marshals. I got four deputy marshals willin’ to hear my case. I proved that I was a dowser. We drove around the back roads near Atlanta. I explained that I was looking for old abandoned foundations and fieldstone walls. I found a couple pokes, and a small chest that a family had left under their hearth stone. They took everything, supposedly to make sure I’d not salted the sites. After I found the chest I.