I felt silly after I'd done it, it like I was living in the sixties. She gently took it and gave it a single shake. Her smile was becoming more infect...ous by the second. My own smile was turning from being a little guarded and uncomfortable to one that was now more genuine. Something suddenly popped into her head. She even put her hand over her mouth to hide her expression. 'Oh My God! I'm just remembering… I must have seemed like such a bitch the last time we spoke on the phone. God, I'm so. I make porn stars possible." Could I see it? I mean, for clinical reasons," he said."Um, I would, sir," I said. "But it's in its cage now. It's sleeping." Cage?" Yes, sir," I said. "I have one of those chastity cages to preventerections. I, um, I had a problem with masturbating. Mistress felt shehad to stop it." That's, um, interesting," he said."That was a difficult adjustment," I said. "I hated that more than mostthings, sir. It meant she was in charge of when I came, of how I came. Itcould. As most families are wont to do, Karen and Bud had told me of the problems. Although we couldn't understand how Jenny had become 'boy crazy' at such a young age, we nevertheless all agreed why the teenage boys would go after her. When we had last seen the youngster and even then she was taller than her cousin Peter, who wasn't undersized for his age.My niece kept in touch with us and apparently the young girl had grown to be over 5 feet tall by last summer when she started with the boys. And. But who’s then gonna’ get her out of this shit-hole?The Cubs won that day and his new baseball buddy saw Cookie’s point that as the girl had been traveling on an American ship, she’d had to have had some sort of papers, the argument improved by omitting how she’d come to be on board. It wouldn’t be that hard to issue her something to get her on her way. “That’s why they made you the consul, right?”Cookie wasn’t sure that the girl understood why he brought her to the office, but she must have.