Ergo, put the two together, fill the pickup with fuel, the trailer with food and water and strike out. An exploratory expedition, as it were. Yup, tha...’s what I’ll do. I had been wanting something to do and this project would serve to keep me out of pool halls and off street corners for a while. As a widower, I live alone, much to the despair of a couple of my daughters. It’s not enough that they have children of their own and even a grandchild, or two. Oh, no. Now, understand that I love them. "I should slit your throat and gut you like the worthless pig you are!"Ayala boldly stated, holding the tip of the sword to Mindy's throat.Mindy froze in fear, and gulped. The tension was thick in the air, as Ayala stared at her, thinking through her options.Suddenly, she pulled the sword away, and turned her back on Mindy to sheath it."Come on then, you wanted to smell it, come smell it."Ayala told her, standing with her back to her, much to Mindy's shock and surprise."Wha-"Mindy gawped."Come. " Thanks."Apparently they take their job seriously in the DHS, because quite a few of them started arriving soon after 7am. The average leaving time the previous night had been about 7pm, so America may be in the hands of moronic assholes, but at least they're dedicated moronic assholes. That made me feel so much better.My watching the arrivals was interrupted by my guard yelling out, "You awake?"I took a wild guess that he was talking to me, so I called back, "Yeah." You want breakfast?" DO I. " Good girl."Having reinforced these ideas in Sandy's mind, Mistress began instructing her new submissive."Sandy, from now until the time that you awaken, you will obey all of my commands, but you will have no conscious memory of them. Everything else that happened tonight will remain in your memory, but the events from this point forward will be a blur. Do you understand?" Yes, Mistress." You will find a small bag and a letter on your dresser. You will think nothing of them, but you will take.