Some slaves were wearing one toe ring band and others had multiple different bands on several toes on both feet. No necklaces or bracelets or ear rin...s. The hanging slaves all had their ankle shackles secured to a chain on the floor below them which stretch them more than just hanging. Next other naked slaves entered with their wrists chained in front and ankles chained with a short hobble and each slave went to a hanging slave and began spraying them down with hoses and proceeded to scrub. "Very good Amy, I almost did."When we got out back the chopper was warmed up and waiting. We climbed in and I followed Kristy's instructions to take off. Sure, I knew she was only letting me think I was flying but it felt good anyway. Ok, on to our first stop. We headed southwest to Norco to check on the cows. When we arrived it appeared someone had put tarps out to keep the sun off of the cows. They still appeared to have water and food. We were hovering when I noticed a man and a woman come. " Me, I'm wearing this for Doris."Helen laughed, and they sat down to eat.At the site, the form work was well advanced and it was easy to see the progress that had been made. Werner Siegmann met them with a pleasant smile."Anything new?" Helen asked."You have the notes I gave Rummy about Dumont?" Yes. Those prices would give him one hell of a margin, wouldn't they?" From what I know of what they're paying illegal workers, he'd be making a fortune. Well, I hope that was helpful, but I'm not. I was just contemplating whether I should get some junk food from McDonald's, or junk food from Burger King, and just as I was touching my junk to the thought of getting junk food and sex from that sweet girl in that sexy yellow miniskirt I saw at the pub I celebrated my birthday in, I heard his voice for the first time: "Mark.", which was - and still is - my first name, and I had gotten quite used to my being called like that by people with physical bodies. However, it was still a pretty big.