And while he was walking, he noticed that he was getting happier the closer he came to Sylvia's room. He had to push himself mentally, to get into his...role of an interrogator again. Something that came natural to him was now getting very hard to do.When he reached the door to Sylvia's room, he took a deep breath and walked in, closing the door behind him. He saw that Sylvia looked at him, and again she surprised him by giving him one of her so beautiful sweet smiles."Crap!" he thought when he. Gasping, I went to my cart and mule. “The devil has swept this town.” I told the beast.I did not return until long after sundown. My foot hurt worse, and my spirit was exhausted.“Mama, you deceived me.” Hory hurried to unload the cart. He hurried me into the house and ordered me to strip. I saw that Regis’ door was latched. “After I get a fuck from you, I will sleep and rise early, like you did. I will make you work hard all day, damn your foot!”Weeping, I undressed and sank to my son’s bed.. " What's up?" Frank asked. "Complications are my middle name." Joke if you want to," Alvin said. "You won't like it when you hear it." Well, I haven't heard anything yet."It's just this," Alvin explained. "Herr Mueller is arriving tomorrow. He's insisting on a special meeting of the Finance Committee." I'm not surprised," Frank said. "A lot's happened lately. He's sure to have a good dose of heartburn over the Wertheim deal falling apart." Heartburn doesn't scratch the surface," Alvin told him.. “Okay, here’s the bet, especially with the Slave Controllers here present. Correct me if I’m wrong, but bets of freedom and slavery are now legally binding, right? You want Celia back, here’s your chance to reclaim here. We’ll have a butt-fucking contest. We’ll select a victim, a willing one, and you and I can take turns using her ass! If you win, you can have Celia back ... as your slave. If I win, though, I own your ass, too, as well as hers!” Dan proposed, eager to see if Brandy was.