She must end this all, she must leave and get away. But he will come looking for her, he will try to disrupt any semblance of normalcy she can make fo... herself. Suddenly she is back in the present. The loving arms are again around her, this time, though, they are not those of an angel, but those of the One she loves, One deserving of her love, her Protector, the One who took her in, broken and battered, and showed her it is ok to love again and trust again. He has become her Angel on earth and. Immediately the whole group rushed over to greet him, resulting in a now quite drunk Micah tripping over himself and crashing to the floor. The previously quiet gathering turned back into a party as Micah crawled over to the radio and turned up the music. “Now that the everyone’s here, let’s get some pong going!” shouted Liz Hunter threw back a couple shots offered to him by Micah then agreed. As Hunter was setting up the cups, Liz positioned herself carefully next to him, indicating she would. The Corporation picked up the tab to transport these women from master to master again being unaware of their location. At times this was very expensive. Another expense was the fishing/hunting/skiing, camp located in the bush of northern Ontario in Canada, this included the staff. All the special torture equipment that the masters requested was also billed back to the company. Members of the corporation are wealthy in their own right but the slaves were to be of no expense to them, except. Almost as red as her long wavy red hair -- Jack hadalways liked redheads. She was tallish for a girl, about 5'8" and fit,maybe 130 pounds. Full C-cup breasts nicely filled her green blouse. Herblack slacks showed off an ass that Jack thought any girl would die for.He couldn't imagine her in boy's clothes.Jean mumbled a quick "hi." She'd met Jack Masterson a couple times in thepast -- he was one of her father's best friends from work. And she knewthat Jack's wife died in a car accident a couple.