“She’s seven weeks old. If you don’t feed her, she will die. If you don’t give her water she will die. She needs exercise – if she doesn’t...get it, she will grow fat while destroying your furniture. She needs training, if she doesn’t get it, she will grow fat while destroying your every mood. If you don’t get up first thing in the morning, she will shit on your carpets and piss in your shoes. If you stay out late drinking, she will chew on your laptop and play fetch with your guitar. I feel. ? One little eye opened first and then the other. ?Do I have to mummy?? ?Yes you have to. Now come on. Breakfast is on the table and you need a bath.? The little girl slowly swung her legs from under the pink bedspread and planted her feet on the ground. She stood up and reached for her dressing gown then headed out of the room on the way to the kitchen. Cassie looked at Lachie who was still lying on his stomach watching TV. ?Turn the TV off and go and eat breakfast Lachlan. I won't ask you. How could you stay... stay with him knowing what had happened to you?" I managed to ask her.Billie-Jo reached out to me and pulled me close to her, "Because I know my master was looking after me, I was wanted! I'd happily help Master Paul with training in any way I can. Even when that does mean helping in the kidnapping of more girls and then training them." She told me."But you haven't trained me!" I protested shaking my head."But she has you know! And tonight you're going to prove it to me.". I like my girls to have a little meat on their bones and she did have a lovely face and so I told her I would give her a ride. As she was climbing in my car she thanked me and then she said that she lived with her parents and she was going to catch hell when she got home looking like she did. She was a little on the cum splattered side so I took her to my apartment and while she showered I ran to a twenty-four hour Wal-Mart and got her some undamaged clothes. When I took them back to the.