Ooo, they're pissed."They crashed through the door, mostly unaware that the battering ram used in the assault didn't come with them.Yes ... they had t...e remnants of black suits ... yes ... they were holding plastic grips and plastic frames that used to be attached to guns with metal springs, triggers and slides that once upon a time had magazines with metal cartridges in them. If it was metal ... it was gone. Badges, too.No ... their radios didn't work so they couldn't call for backup.. "Jon!" he said into his cell phone. He'd been driving around aimlessly. He didn't want to go home. Barbara would be there in a while... at least he thought she would. He didn't know now. Was she out with that asshole right now? He wondered."Hey, Stevie boy," Jon said loudly. Jon was one of those people who didn't really believe the volume on a phone was ever set high enough. He sincerely believed if he didn't raise his voice, he couldn't be heard. Steve had to dial the volume down every time he. As I opened my bag to get dry clothes my otherdiapers were spotted and in mass the guys decided I should be forced towear nothing but diapers and a shirt since I was the camp bitch I couldbe the camp sissy bitch and Penny said it was too bad they didn't have amaids dress for me to wear.Later after fishing till lunch time as I was cooking Jim Penny and Genewent into town on a beer run but what I didn't know was they also stoppedat Save-on drug store and picked up two packages of medium attends. There were no windows. There was no phone. There was no way out. She hadn’t even seen a switch with which to turn out the lights! The weeping turned to agonized sobs as she threw herself face down on the bed, overcome by despair. She was roused by a sharp clicking sound. Dried tears made opening her eyes an effort and she realized she must have been asleep (Why? Had she been drugged?). Next to the TV she saw a tray protruding from the rectangular hole in the wall. There was something on it..