Grayson to change herplans for the one Mardi Gras Parade she would march in. She was a littlegirl last year and this year she would be the same. Chuck... she decided,would be her doll in that parade. Chuck she decided would be BetsieWetsie since that had always been one of her favorites as a little girland of course because she wore diapers.StoryChuck had no reason to be concerned or wonder over why Ms. Graysonwanted to see him that morning. Besides, his boss Ms. Grayson was one ofthe best he'd. I smiled and nodded while stroking Ma about the head and neck. She followed his look back to me and I gave her the same smile. I felt extremely silly at this point, as if by sheer force of will this communication was going work.Then, she did three amazing things. First, after looking me in the eyes, she turned to Bo, stepped to him and reached her snout to him. He reached his snout to her and they first touched, then they licked each other. Did she do this because she saw Bo and me doing. Getting girls was easier than you'd think. Sometimes clients already had someone ready for me to train, but more often I’d find them on my own. I'd go out to some bar I'd never been in before, looking for any unattached, attractive girls. These could be a rare commodity, and there were plenty of nights I went home nothing but drunk, but eventually I'd hit pay dirt. A little hiding the shadows, a little chloroform, and soon I'd have fresh meat hogtied in my trunk.Some guys in my line of. Her bell tinkled as it fell between her calves, swinging from the chain. She had a look of cold resolve I had not seen from her in a while.Mary had been kneeling by me. Her face had a sad expression, mouth tight, lips compressed, as if locked in a deja vu which was painful. I wondered if she had gone through this hell with Uncle Bert and knew exactly what was inside me as she always seemed to do. She was slowly shaking her head, telling me not to do it.I stood and Andy stood with me. She.