"No." At a motion from Sally, Randy halted the van. "Do you want to leave?" No." Cindy started unbuttoning her blouse. Beverly, already half out of he...s, gave Cindy a look -- why did she have to be such a big chicken? Cindy glared back and hurried to catch up."I'm your ... matron, I guess you would call it," Sally explained. "I am to prepare you for the initiation. You will follow my instructions. Once you are undressed, there are a pair of blindfolds on the seat. Put them on."While Cindy was. He cleans a paw, biding his time. Soon will come a chance for an even greater sortie against the hated invader.Back on the couch, Greg forgot his four-pawed nemesis, passionate kisses all he could think of. He kissed down her face to the side of her neck. Beth's moans spurred him on. Greg caressed her breasts through the fabric of her T-shirt. He pulled her shirt up over her head, revealing her lacy black bra.This is it, Greg thought. Finally we have entered uncharted territory, as long as.... I looked up at the computer screen and it was taunting me. I resisted, even though it was difficult."So Lucas let's get the day scheduled. What do we have on hand?" I asked."We have three papers that can be served anytime, and we have Louis Tremount." Oh is Mr. Tremount one of the bail bond community's lost souls?" I asked it mocking Ed just a little. To me and Lucas, they were mooches plain and simple. To Ed they were just wayward children who needed help finding their way home. Obviously he. Stumbling, I regained my balance and followed you to the barn. My gaze never left it. Never wavered from the sight of the dark, foreboding interior.We entered the barn, the smells of animals, hay and farm machinery long since gone. Now, the building was nothing more than a hollow shell, an old relic. My second home. That idea scared me to no end.We came to a halt well inside the barn. You turned to look at me, still holding the leash in your hand. "Before we go any further, I want to apologize.