She seemed quite distraught and said that she really needed to ask a favor of my parents. When I offered to help, she broke down and said that there w...s a family emergency that required her husband and her to go out of town suddenly. She wanted to know whether it would be an inconvenience for Lisa to stay over until they could get back. I assured her that my parents had no plans that I knew of and that my mother treated Lisa like a second daughter. I asked what I should tell Lisa. She replied. Iassumed this one was out of commission and made my way to the next one.The next one was already free of the webbing I'd nailed its feet to theground with, and was busy picking up the nearest car, which it proceededto throw at me. I dodged the wayward Dodge (heh heh, get it?), which didpart of my job for me by landing on one of the other robots. Yippie foraccidents! I landed on the robot's stomach, then I started crawlingaround it while covering it with webbing.This, of course, was also a good. It's actually kind of hot, watching you get all dolled up, my little sissy slut! I kind of like this. We're going to have to go shopping soon, I think I want you wearing lingerie all the time!" "You're fucking with me, right?" "Oh no, sweetie. We'll just shave those legs and get you all silky smooth, and I'll pick you out a wig, and do your make-up, and I'll dress you up like my slutty little doll so you'll look nice and pretty while you're sitting there watching my boyfriends fuck me. Who. It was then Serena remembered Bill had given her his business card. She dug in her purse knowing she had not thrown it away. Serena finally turned it upside down to empty the contents and spread them out on the floor and there it was. A black business card with a gold lettered Bill Norton at the top, a picture of a British Norton motorcycle centered and contact information across the bottom. “Bingo,” Serena said aloud, “It even has his private cell number.” Serena typed a short message, “Hi,.