Writing them down was easy. Figuring out how to achieve them would be harder.Christmas Day was lonely. We did the usual routine of presents and church...and lunch and so on, but I felt awful that Harry was stuck in Leeds. I didn’t feel like being with other people, so there was no way I was going to join in the silly party games we usually played.On Boxing Day, Dan and I got back to work on my battle plans. He would have made a brilliant teacher, as he had a knack for guiding me to solutions. "I'm Misa, her adopted sister. I assume she didn't talk about me much?" If she did, I wasn't listening." He took her hand, his own still gloved. Neither had talked about family much. There had been much more pressing matters. "Good to meet you." They didn't say you came here." They wouldn't know." He assumed Misa was talking about her family. He had not seen any since the Funeral. No reason he would, despite tear filled words spoken in mourning. His hand released hers, both his hands retreating. Which I doubt he would do.I drove to work and once I got to the building, I pulled in next to Jeni’s car. That was the only one there, so I figured I would be safe going up to the office. I still had to use the stairs because I didn’t want have the doors open and be seen naked by anyone. This is one of the hardest things I have to do.I got out of the car and headed for the stair way. I made it there and went up to the office. Just as I opened the door, Jeni met me saying, “Hurry up cunt, I need. She is beautiful, and hot, and now she is wet and waiting for you to use her.”“You’re very welcome and thank you.” Scott took up the slack in Nina’s leash and led her out of the locker room and further down the dark hallway. They came out into a large, high-ceilinged room. There were several dozen people milling about, mostly in pairs or small groups. Nina could see many naked women, generally collared and cuffed like herself. There were also several women wearing severe black outfits, usually.