I asked Marsha to create a 1/4 page ad proof for ‘Princess Quest’, but the result was so pretty that we sent it out as an outrageously expensive f...ll page ad for several of the new computer game magazines. This expense once again nearly bankrupted us and almost forced us into eating Ramen noodles once again, but if anyone cared they didn’t mention it. That done, I launched into another ten months of creating ‘Princess Quest II’ that continued the next third of the story. I could have done it a. "That's it, isn't it. I am dead inside?" I hear the words, but can't believe they are coming from me. "But how do I stop it, what can I do?" You have to open your heart, be what you want, do what you want, fill your own needs. Then you can fill other's needs. Your's should always come first. When was the last time you told anyone else NO? Hasn't happened in a while, I don't mean telling the kids no about candy or going to their friends, I mean NO, they can wait, it's your turn now." As he is. He slid down the bank and pushed on the back of my car. It didn’t move. ‘What the hell is wrong?’ She screamed down to him. He looked in and saw the gear shift. He yelled back to her, ‘The asshole stuck it in park!’ She scrambled down the bank, looking north, up the coast. ‘Shit! The cops are coming!’ He and I both looked across the bay. Yep, there they were, lights were flashing, only minutes away. I knew I couldn’t pull the shift out of park. I would need help. I found the window switch and. " WHAT!" Rachel wailed in despair."Sorry, that's the deal", Monica continued. "The belt will be removed once you have arrived for work. Always be here by 4:30pm, as your shift starts at five. That will allow you a little bathroom time and cleanup before you're locked up for the shift." Locked up? What!" Again Rachel pitifully wailed in despair. This was getting worse and worse by the minute."Yeah in the stock. 'Bondage Whore', remember? You entertain the men that way." Monica grinned as she.