It looked like whoever had made this mess had snatched Tricia when she arrived and had hung onto her waiting for me to turn up. Then they'd got bored ...r worried and gone, taking her with them. One of the dining chairs had been dragged into the bedroom. There was the remains of duct tape strips around the bottom of each of the front legs of the chair, she'd obviously been taped to the chair at some point, one of her shoes lay beneath it. A screwed up wad of cloth and some strips of tape were the. “What the hell is wrong with you?” I’d messed up I know. It was my first secretarial job and I’d never heard the phrase before, so I just wrote down what I thought I’d heard. I thought it was odd at the time, and now I know why... “Sorry,” I said.“It was meant to say ‘ipso facto’, not ‘if so, fatso’. Can you imagine the amount of grovelling and ass licking I’ve had to do to keep the contract? A fucking shit load!!”As soon as he said ‘fatso’ I started to smile. I didn’t mean to. It just. ." he said. Then, "The Gunny!" Riiiight," she said, gently mocking him. "Come on, let's go eat."Five minutes before the morning briefing, two of the platoon stopped on either side of him."Come on, Shiplett," Lievano said.Lenore sat up, intently. Artesano motioned she could follow, with a flick of the eyes. Lenore shot Lieutenant Rudolfs a quick glance across the room, and he gave her a pained look, but nodded.Artesano dropped back from where Lievano was trotting with an already-huffing. Josie, 5’ 4”, 130 lbs, brown hair, blue eyes, 24 years old, Christina’s slave.Ruby (Miss R), 5’ 8”, 155, red/auburn hair, blue eyes, 40 years old, Exec VP at Bills’ company.Jessica, 5’ 3”, 105 lbs, black hair, blue eyes, 25 years old, Ruby’s admin asst and slave.Life Changes, Chapter 7. Bill gets owned…It was about a week later that we heard from Sam and Bill again. We had been busy working and I was enjoying my newfound freedom with Cindy. She was enjoying being ordered around, being made to.