It turned out no-one was. Iwas also conscious of how I was walking remembering Tracey had explained"Short steps, legs close together and chest out. ...how off your assetsand sissy that walk!"It turned out it was fairly easy to walk like a woman whilst wearingthree inch heels and it would have been harder to walk like a man!When I got to the department store I noticed a number of nervous furtivemen were buying lingerie and dresses for their "wives" (well I couldn'ttell whether it was genuinely. I needed to find some other way to fix my problems.This way was driving me nuts.But when I got to the door I collapsed. Those negative thoughts wereback, even stronger than before. I could not move. I was shakinguncontrollably. I needed to go back and put on my girly stuff. When Idid I am sure the feeling was like a junkie getting the first fix aftermonths of rehab. I just felt so calm and in control. There was aeuphoria that seemed more real than any chemical could supply. Had Ibecome. "That's okay. We'll all be glad to help you," Abby thought back to him."Oh, no. They're ... they're ... discussing what they are going to do to me!" I felt Vickie shudder."Vickie!" I shouted. "Listen to me!" but she was really beginning to panic as they discussed what they were going to enjoy doing to her once they got them on the plane."Victoria!" I commanded sternly."Yes, Master," she replied weakly. "I'm sorry. I just got scared for a moment. Talk to Abby. She's scared to death too, and I. Watson pretended to live near the terror location dejour, and just drifted around near their safe houses. Meanwhile they were busy working on their Jihad shit inside. He planted highly technical remote listening devices for homeland security. They were the locations I had pinpointed for him from my travels with one or another of the leaders. They had lots of storage sites and meeting places.Watson spent his days when he wasn’t planting bugs, just taking pictures. Hell we both did our things and.