“Uhhhmmmm... how many Servicers were in the waiting room when your number was called?” I asked, gathering my genitals and rolled back over toward ...er. I didn’t feel like checking the queue on the other side of my bed. “Only 2, Master, but it is still early. I’m sure more will arrive at THEIR times...”, she replied with a pout. She had a set amount of time with me, and I was wasting some of it, while I was asking about the next girls in line. Not cool, as people from your era would say. She knew. Shall we talk with him this afternoon, doyou think?" Her mother asked in an unsure voice. "Well, Mom, I have a test in mind. I hope you wont think I'mcrazy or anything." She said, then she told her plan to hermother who agreed to go along with it as soon as she heard it. That afternoon James was handed a bag of new clothing. Socks,some T-shirts, stuff like that, but when he was putting his newthings away he discovered a plastic covered package containingthree pairs of girls panties. James. She looked up and saw nothing. Then she realized what he was looking at. A video camera. Surveillance. It creaked as it moved, attempting to follow. A little red eye blinked on the dusty box. She stared, frozen a moment, noting that the lense of the camera was clean, though the rest was dusty. Someone was watching, and someone cared about upkeep…if not cleanliness, then functionality. A harder shove knocked her through the door. ‘Move!’ shouted Rabbit. As she stumbled out the door, she heard. “You feeling better Kurt?” asked Adam.“Yeah, feelin’ great now, just tired.” Kurt went on, “And I feel like cryin’ too. Not because of Jesse, that’s over. But because I am fortunate enough to have the greatest friend anyone could hope to ever have.” Kurt walked over to where Adam was by his bed, hugged him, kissed him on the cheek and said, “Thank you, Adam, for being my friend.”Adam, blushing, “Awe shucks, Kurt. I’m sure you would have done the same for me. I am ready for bed though.”Both.