Make sure they can all see what's going on." What about the main Datacore?" Henderson asked."If things go badly, we'll have to blow it. Arm the charge... and route the activation sequence to my terminal. Also, call the pilots and tell them to start warming up the chopper." Are we leaving?" It's just a precaution."Melanie and two other Infiltrators were with Howard Jackson when a large explosion shook the complex. The sound of approaching gunfire drove them into defensive positions and the woman. The gunhands and nasty varmints are everywhere and you need eyes in the back of your head for the back-shooters. I hope the federal marshals get off their tail up in the state capitol and get us some help to rein in the paid killers."The half Indian with the penetrating eyes pulled a mail pouch from inside his jacket and tossed it on Brett's desk with a smirk on his face."I done read that thing already, sheriff. It looks like the Governor has every confidence in your ability to get this thing. "Get clean and get into your uniform, and I'll meet you by the cash register," she ordered. I undressed quickly, and unceremoniously, eager to get started. I went to the bathroom, where I applied the douche to my bottom, as I was to do each and every day. After cleaning up, I returned to where she waited.She showed where the cameras would be tagged and stored below the register. The door to the lounge was immediately behind the register, displaying the "Entry Provisions", including the one-time. If this were make-believe,then there would be a Mistress, and I would be a sissy. If you couldtwist reality into the shape of desires, then my submissiveness wouldfind the domination for which it hungers.But this is real.And instead of fiction, I have a growing need.We sit in our living room in silence that was once comfortable. Now itseems predatory. Pammie looks at me sadly. She reaches out and touches myhand gently."Jer, are you okay," she says. "What is bothering you?"I look at her. I.