A tinystrangled cry finally escaped from her throat as she hid her face in her cuffedhands and sobbed heavily. He watched the distraught girl curl her...elf intoa tight ball of anguish and listened to her agonized wails of despair. In betweenthe awful cries, she was gasping words over and over..."Master! Ohhhhmy poor master!" Finally, her weeping subsided to a low keening noise.He knelt down and touched her auburn hair. Startled out of her grieving, Alexalooked up into his eyes. "Am I g-going to. I could tell Patti was extremely nervous."Patti, relax; you'll do fine. You know the material; you've been practicing on my head for the last two months, and I've never had a better haircut." You're just saying that because you love me running my fingers through your hair and my leaning over dangling my tits in your face." True, but what man wouldn't?"I dropped her off in front of the building, wished her luck and parked the car. I got myself a container of coffee, and found a place to sit and. After a short while, when Mac returned to the bedroom to announce that he was going downstairs, he had a slightly flushed look on his face.When Darcy made his way downstairs for a cup of coffee, Mac joined him in the kitchen. As he went about preparing his coffee, Mac constantly got in his way and he continually had to brush past Mac who became a deliberate obstruction. The affectionate look that he had observed Darcy with early that morning had also returned and intensified. Darcy hoped that. I had only met David and Margaret a couple of times. They were friends of Helen and Mark, and we didn't know them well. Margaret was a firebrand, and a real outgoing women, like Liz. David was pretty reserved, and I never really got to know him before my wife was selected.When Jim explained to me in an e-message what was going on, I was shocked. I had never heard of such a thing. All I knew of the Selection act and the activities was the usual result. I had no idea that there were such things.