Sometimes I still give him a fight. I kick him in the shin, or stab him with a pen. An elbow to the gut is always fun. Nothing ends up affecting him, ...owever, and I only end up losing privileges.I have been held hostage for about a month now--give or take a few weeks. Dad is an important politician; my kidnappers want to send a message. And it doesn’t hurt that Dad is loaded and that they keep funneling money from him, making false promises they’ll drop me off somewhere.I don’t know how long. Pervertedpimp ....." and tells her that she's going to go into her house andcome back out with a baseball bat and knock her fucking head off ifMother is still there when she comes out.So I guess my Mother got the message and drove back to Jeff's houseand confronted Mrs. V and started yelling at her, and Mrs. V calmlyexplained that I was safe, and that she wasn't going to tell myMother where I was, and if my Mother ever came on her property againor tried to get in touch with me, that she'd go to. "Hey, give those back!" I yelled. Instead, she stood up and threw them out the window. The bus driver yelled at her to sit down, but she grabbed my gym shoes out of my backpack and threw them out too."What the hell was that for?" Relax; you look silly running around with shoes on."I gritted my teeth and faced forward. I would be spending the rest of the day without an article of real clothing, and to top it all off I would probably get in trouble in gym.I was attracting less attention, even. "This body won't last...you need to help me find a new one, and quick, or I really will die."---I wasn't about to let Kate destroy someone's mind by taking them over, but Kate only needed female, adult, and virgin. It took some web searching but I found what we were looking for.There had been a car crash three years ago. A woman's husband had been killed and her 15-year-old daughter was put into a coma. The girl's body healed but she never woke up. Chances are the girl was a virgin...it was.