I tried to escape but I couldn't get out ofmy cage or bite through my chain.That morning some people knocked at the door. Mrs. Anderson opened thedoor...and let an older bearded man in. He asked, "May I see the dog?" And Iwas brought out too him.He commented, "She will make a perfect breading bitch."With that they negotiated a price of $35 for me. He took me to a farmabout an hour away, and I was placed in a smaller cage. The food wasn't asgood, and I never got table scraps anymore. There were 50. Cheryl groaned, her eyes fluttering behind the hood, quickly realizing she now faced a whole new problem – the chain, whether by chance or design, was simply too short. If she sat upright, the chain would be stretched taut, and therefore stretch the clamps out, making the pain much more intense. However, if she bent at the waist and relieved this pain, the ropes restraining her arms were too short to allow that as well, and her arms would be forced at an odd and unbearable angle. While Cheryl. Let them come to me, after three millennia of living I’d had enough death. The Morrigan’s gift to empower me was to reincarnate me over and over, and in each life at the age of thirteen I’d remember all my past lives. She meant it as a gift, but it made me bitter and twisted. I could remember killing with joy, raping with abandon, nurturing children only to watch them die of illness. The older I got in my current life the more only the dark memories stayed with me. For the past three I’d been. Either that, or you and JR are going to have to have one very open relationship later."I headed for the bathroom to take my shower. My sister made a comment about inviting JR to shower with me. I thought about it, but decided to wait for another time.After finishing in the shower and fixing my hair, I put on the clothes I would be wearing for the next hour. While Mo was in the shower, I went to the kitchen. JR was already there, waiting for me.JR got up from his chair, came over to me, and gave.