Doe. Please do come in." The old man beckoned John inside and closed the door behind him. "My name is Martin Woodsworth. Feel free to call me Mr. Wood...worth. I am the head butler around here. You arrived sooner than we had anticipated. Mr. Johnson is slightly preoccupied at the moment, but he shouldn't be for long." He raised his wrist to his mouth. Upon it was some sort of black wristband hidden just beneath the cuff of his suit. He pressed his thumb against the black band and spoke. "Mr.. " "Yes, Jenny McCarthy, former Playmate of the year and star of SingledOut and some horrible sitcoms." "How did you know about her?" "You see that jewel there, it is a miniature satellite dish. I can getover 2 zillion channels. Just because I am trapped in a bottle forcenturies doesn't mean I can't stay informed." "So that's how you know about Jenny McCarthy." "A very beautiful and hot babe master. But as you know I cannot make herfall in love with you and having her as a sex slave. ” “No TSA security checks?” slurred Kara ever so slightly, “I can keep my shoes on? No pat downs or strip searches?” “Only if you want one ma’am,” Sam said with a very slight grin on his face. The limo pulled up to a small Cessna 525B Citation six passenger jet. The pilot welcomed us on board as our two men loaded our luggage for the flight to LA. “Say goodbye to Randall, ladies,’ Sam said as he shook the man’s hand. “Isn’t ‘notSam’ coming?” Kara whispered to me. “You don’t need two guards at. At this time I was so nervous I didn't know what to do but toobey. Once on my back Mistress started strapping my arms down to my sideby pulling several straps across my chest and waist. Then she went downto my legs pulling three straps across making sure they were tightlysecured. Next we put a gag in my mouth. Then she left the room only tocome back a few minutes later with a paper in her hand. Reading aloudwhat I recognized as being the fantasy that I had emailed her daysearlier. "I would love.