"Yes ma'am," he stammers out. I feel the submission in him, his instinctive yield to my authority. "You have a very nice dog there too," I say polit...ly. "Thank you ma'am," he answers. "Can your dog do tricks?" I ask. "Oh yes ma'am," he answers excitedly. "Would you like me to show you?" "I would, young man." He makes his dog do a lot of tricks, fetching, begging, and giving his paw. All this time you try to hide behind me and be as unnoticeable as possible. "My puppy can do tricks as. I worked in the evidence room documenting and storing the confis**ted merchandise, it was boring but it was better than being in a fox-hole somewhere. In March of that year they busted a ring selling silk-stockings. I had to count them in and itemize them in triplicate, of course. There were 1001 pairs. I decided to slip one pair in my tunic for Mrs Shaw as a treat, that would make the count a nice even 1000 ! When I came back to the 'digs' Gwen had taken a bath after doing her 'war-work' and. I adapt the story (create chyoa chapters, review the formatting and maybe in time some alternative choices.) I also adapt it to the norm of age that is used here since the French law is not the same about age. The story was originally published in French on the site histoiresdecheznous2. I don't know who the original writer is and also have no way to contact him, so I can't ask for permission, if he sees this story and wants me to remove it then he can ask me freely. I don't want and do not. " I stepped back. Angelina flushed at the gesture of fealty I had bestowed on her. It was actually more intimate than if I had kissed her."Damn it Junkin, just once would you do something that I expect you to do." She tried to act exasperated, but it didn't work for she was smiling too broadly. I could tell she was pleased.I wanted to get to the bank so just as soon as Angelina left, Jenny and I went into town. It took over an hour for the bank to tabulate all of the proceeds. I came away with.