But all this was getting neither of us anywhere. "What are you talking about?" I asked him, totally confused about this whole thing."What?" the man sa...d, with a frown. "Oh, right, sorry about that. Never mind, let's just get this over with, eh?" He frowned again, patting the pockets of his robe looking for something. "Now, what did I do with that script? Ah, here it is!" Out of nowhere, he pulled what looked like a movie script several inches thick, and paged through it. "Let's see now... Down. ."I looked at the cat, puzzled by this new turn of events, not quite sure how to proceed - the belt seemed to have become stuck in a loop. Every time I said something, it came back with the same response. I needed another voice to get it to recover. I looked down at the cat again and grinned - I tickled him under the chin until he miaowed."OWNER VOICE REGISTERED. INITIATING SLAVE-GIRL."My purple outfit turned black and grew heels - I was so surprised, I lost my balance and fell to the floor, as. I didn’t mean—”Now she really broke down. I hesitated, and then moved to crouch by her side. Taking her into a hug, she melted against me.“I am so sorry,” she cried softly. “I feel like this is all my fault. For not telling her the truth when she was younger, and for not exerting a firmer hand as she grew up. Now she runs away from all of us, and for what? For nothing.”“No, not nothing. You said it yourself: it’s who she is,” I said quietly.“Yes, yes, Matt. Of course it is ... But that doesn’t. Have a shitty day, now.”She was still trying to speak when I went out the door. At lunch I pulled up the videos, watching as she fumed and ranted and tried to find the cameras. Good luck with that, even I didn’t know where they were. The guy who put it in for me suggested that, saying if I knew I may give them away. I got to listen to an interesting phone call, though. Actually several of them. The first was to her lover.“He’s being a total dick, baby. He’s screwed up our afternoons, and says.