?Master, have you kept the footage? Please don?t show anyone master? I typed.?I?ll show who ever I like little slut, I?ll post it on porn websites if ...ou miss behave as well. I also have found one of your online profiles, I know who you are now Izzy ;)?Shocked I just stared at this message, how could I have been so careless?! ?Master I will do whatever you want? I pleaded.There was a pause for five minutes, the longest five minutes of my life. Next he typed, ?I want you to do some shopping. The area was called for some unknown reason Dogpatch, I have no inkling why. I assumed it related to the little town in the Little Abner cartoon of the same name. It could have been due to the dozens of barking dogs that acted as early warning systems to advise of interlopers. This was an area where the danger from bad guys was much more of a threat than Charlie.I was being approached by 2 guys on a motorbike. I was immediately suspicious of their intentions because they both had their faces. Discretion - mine means I’ve never alluded to that day nor, as I want to retain the full-working use of my ‘dangly bits’ am I ever likely to.Except… well, we went to stay with her - the journey’s only half a day, but does involve some roads where the drivers seem to park their brains elsewhere so there can be hold-ups. Inevitably the day we traveled there were plenty of those. With the result that it was my turn to be stiff, achy and cranky - very cranky.Sam suggested that she might give me a. .."Hey there! You look stymied. Can't think of anything to write... ? Well, poor you..." Can't you see I'm busy here? Who are you?" I ask impatiently."Why, I'm Father Time! Don't you recognize me? I been keeping you company right down through the Decades. I keep picking your pocket but you're a stubborn one. You just keep right on a comin'," he laughed."But don't count on doing that for much longer, in fact, I wouldn't buy anything on time if I was you." You're Father Time... ? Sure you are.