I figured black car, blacked out windows, one in the morning, just open the sun roof, catch a nice buzz, and endure the rest of the ride a little more...comfortably. I guess it was because I was a little stoned and really enjoying the Metallica that I didn't hear the car roll up behind me. The only warning I had was a sense of movement behind me and before I knew it, the county cop was at my window. FUCK! I quickly dumped my pipe in the ashtray, not even attempting to hide it as I was caught red. Forsteg reached out with all of his feeble strength to draw the attention of the wandering canine, projecting images of food to be found in the upended garbage can. The mind wandered closer, and gradually Forsteg assumed more precise control of its actions. Through its senses he could dimly perceive the dark alley where his former host had met his doom.Yes, there was the overturned garbage can, half buried in a drift of snow, and nestled against it was the construct that housed Forsteg's. She gave him the once over and was about to wonder what he had up his sleeve when she seen a bulge in his pants. She then said, "I think that is a marvelous idea. I was just talking to John and he was asking how long we planned to stay."John then said, "That settles it, you two can stay as long as you like."They all went back to the party. John then poured everyone some brandy and raised his glass to toast the Christmas Holiday.One of the other guest came over to John and told him her and her. I felt so trapped and vulnerable, I didnt think I could turn to anyone. Eventually I got help and got out the crazy situation but its left me with serious trust issues. Sometimes I get scared these things may come back to haunt me and ruin things for me but so far so good! Lets hope it stays that way. Fingers crossed! Jamess story Dreading my 30th birthday Ive become a party animal trying to drink away the pain of a failed love affair with who I thought was the love of my life. Id known her.