Those are Erin's clothes. I can't put that stuff on. Please don't make me. I don't want to look like a ... a ... I'm sorry I did it, but don't make me...wear that stuff," pleaded the girl."She knows who Erin is" Michelle said softly through a sigh. In her mind she said, Well, so much for wandering in off the street. William was probably responsible after all...and her heart sank. She was now fighting to suppress tears as much for this little girl as for her son who was probably looking at some. Manitou held out his hand and I shook it. How old are you missy, He asked. Fourteen, I said. Ok missy, some ground rules about this Club and your relevance, He said. Your not to come inside unless the door is open or one of us lets you inside, He continued. I quietly listened. What goes on in these doors, stays in these doors, if you see something, you didnt see anything, He continued. Understand, He asked. I nodded yes. Mainly because loose lips sink ships or bring in unwanted attention, He. I returned about four that afternoon, noticing that the drapes across the walkway were open and the TV was on. Minutes after I had arrived, there was a knock at the front door. I opened it and saw Jackie standing there, wearing an exercise outfit, which was clinging tightly to her slim form. She was returning a hammer that Michelle had borrowed earlier and forgotten to return. I asked if they would be free for dinner, but Jackie, thanking me all the same, said they had plans for the evening. I. .. It's her voice I'd most wish to share, and more's the pity that my words are such a poor expression of my memory.And that's love too, you see? I was enamored of everything around us. My Master's home and possessions, and even his slave; I felt terribly eager in my affections and I wanted to embrace all of it. I was a part of his life now and a special part, or so it seemed to me. Mr. Reiser spoiled me in so many ways, and too much, I was certain, or I wouldn't have dared questioning his.