. Miss Ringwald here to assist us. She is the onlyperson who is able to identify the Slasher and of course as the onlysurvivor, has first-hand experi...nce with his modus operandi. We are alsoto some extent, although neither CID nor the Chief Constable are takingthe threat seriously, acting as protection for her just in case theSlasher returns to finish what he started." Robin nodded at Charlie whoself-consciously rubbed at the scar on her neck.It was obvious to everyone that Robin Savage. Our evening skype sessions usually started with me parading myself infront of the camera, showing off my sexy lingerie, tittering around inthe highest heels, responding to her orders. She seemed truly amused bymy antics, laughing and calling me names, mixing endearing "my sweetsissy" and "sexy little girl" with "whore/slut/cumbucket" variety.She was always eager to move to the next activity - my "training." I hadto deep throat myself with a 16-inch double-ended dildo, on which, onHer order, I. We get out and dry each other off. Still slightly damp we clamber into bed next to each other. I am blessed beyond measure. We kiss and fondle each other exploring each other for the first time. Beyond our bed the world ceases to be. There is only the now of us. All that we were and all that we will be is either history or conjecture. The now, this moment, is all that matters.She lies on her back and I look down into her now sparkling eyes. We kiss again. My hands search her body. As they cross. You come down and shoot the bow and I'll drive the spaceship," I said, knowing I was being a smart ass."Very well, what are the specific requirements?" Look it up," I said, and canceled our connection.Wasn't that just like a desk jockey? Some fucking things don't change no matter what world you're from I guess. It doesn't look that hard, for fuck's sake.I gave up my exploring for a while, gathered some wood for a small fire, and after I had it going well I heated up a bowl of oatmeal.I was.