” I bow my head quickly, “I am sorry Master.” I walk over to the closet and grab the clothes I picked out for him for the day, a pair of jeans ...nd a funny t-shirt, I wouldn’t want him uncomfortable on his plane ride. I walk over to him and strip off his shirt. “Why did you let Stacey wake up my son this morning?” Master asks with a smile. I stop for a moment and look at him, smile back, and attack him pushing him back on the bed. He giggles as I go to reach for his armpits and he swings be. John awoke, confused by his location in this dark, decrepit old crypt. He attempted to get to his feet, he failed. The pain in his leg was far too severe for him to even move at the moment, so he decided to survey the predicament; as he peered through the minimal light, he realized that he had fallen down an unused well. The water was long gone, only a rotten bucket was left as a reminder of its former days.Suddenly he couldn't continue his examination of the area. The intense light and. Papa was a craftsman and the things he made showed the pride he took in his work. One of his creations wasn't cheap, but whoever bought it knew they had something of lasting value.Wednesday night I took Jane Pullman out to dinner. It was a nice meal, mainly because of the company. Jane was sparking that night, and she looked very good in a long skirt slit up the side and a silk blouse. She also had on a pair of black high-heeled pumps, a big plus to my jaundiced eye. Amanda was out with. She almost groaned when she heard the radio announcer. She had dated him for a few months until she realized that his ego was much bigger than his IQ. And bigger than everything else, too. His show always irritated her but she didn't feel like changing it so she turned it down so it was a steady almost buzz in the background.She climbed into the water with a slight hiss as the almost too hot water swirled around bruises and bumps and cuts making them sting, then laid back with a sigh and closed.