I never saw her again. But I would hear the howls of the unknown creature echoing through the mountain glades and glens. And I would remember her last...act was to kneel before me, for my blessing, before she slipped silently out the door of wind fallen timbers. Even satyrs may cry now and then.After that loss I did not lack for Oreads and Oceanids to tend to. They often harmed themselves in their battles over mates on the mountainside glens or the waters where they swam. I would mend them, and. Through the late spring and summer, it was very tedious. I had little money coming in and only my own time as a resource. Though the national picture was looking good for the Republican party, I was not their fair-haired girl. Their money went to more promising situations. We made jokes about trying to spin straw into video cable, but only managing an elephant's tail.As a sidelight, we played word games with my opponent's name. There were many unfortunate possibilities, "Custler Fuck" being the. "As you can see, my friend," the barker was telling the young man who had mutilated the girl, "there is still nipple flesh visible. You didn't get it all, so you don't win the prize," the prize being that he could fuck the girl afterward. Not that it made any difference; a target girl, if she wasn't a long lifer or a goddess, was only good for two attempts at destruction of her nipples, though even after the scarification, her nipples would still be useable, if somewhat more sensitive, for. ", John remarked admiring his new style.Those assholes she thought and then wanted to kick herself for being so damn stupid. They set me up and made me pay for what they wanted all along. I bet Ted is the one behind this, he's the damn con man in the family.Carolyn looked at agreement still not believing her eyes. She could still not reconcile what had transpired in the last six hours."Well then Ms. Langman if you will sign here this will conclude are agreement." stated David's attorney.