A shiver goes up myback even though the chair is still warm from the last customer. Ithink, "At least she would never guess a boy would ever allow him...elfto be this girlish."She goes to make a phone call. While she is doing that I distract mymind from the fact I am way too far to be able to explain myself, Iforce myself to think that up until now I never knew the saleslady wasnamed Charlotte.6 Changing earringsShe poked my ear and asked me how I glued them on. I couldn't pretendthat I didn't. She was smoking, her father loaded and in my favor, but I didn’t really like her, at first.We weren’t allowed to drink more than a couple glasses of wine or champagne at the dance hall, even though most of us were already 18+. So, after the official part of the dance, speeches etc., we headed to the parking lot behind, where we stashed our booze and cigs and could listen to our own music on the car speakers. For most of the time I was just cracking jokes like a always do and partying with my. ?Your cells are beautifully and clearly signed. My DenWa will lead me to each cell. V217/A is six rows to our right. Will you join me??The factory was loud and would prove a challenge to our sound crew. My DenWa would record a short interview with an overseer and a slave, and we’ll see how that all works once back in Singapore. The slaves were fully at work now. No erections. A very smart southeast Asian-looking overseer patrolled one of the first rows, and I realised it was her who had whipped. Lina understood. I would know the quickest way to get her out of the system. But I would also do more than that.With the iPad and dick pictures stowed in my case, I headed west on I-90. I had a flight out of Helena in the morning. If I got sleepy, I’d grab a room in Livingston or Bozeman. Both towns had decent motels — I’d noted that on the drive to Billings.I’ll make time in Helena to overnight my contraband — BlingSting, lock pick, booty from under Wexler’s mattress — to KC. Especially those.