They had left an officer there with her, but the lady cop was having trouble getting Mel calmed down. Understandable, I suppose.Finally she got intel...igible words out. “Rich. I’m so sorry to call you like this.”“Mel, it’s okay. What’s happening?”“He finally did it.” She said, between sobs. “He went crazy tonight. I got home from work and he had hacked and read all my e-mail again.” She stopped and sniffled hard.“I’m so sorry Mel.”“I know. It’s not your fault. You warned me. You and. Now she wanted to start a new life, the one they had talked about at length last night.Looking through the bag of clothes, she found what she was looking for. He had made it clear he liked the little country girl look. From the bag she pulled out a pair of daisy dukes rhat exposed her lips, a sleeveless mid-drift top and a pair of crotchless, french cut panties. After getting dressed and putting on just a tiny touch of make-up, she pulled her hair into the pigtails he said were his favorite. ”….........., .…........., “Twenty-two, sir. Thank you, sir.”“Twenty three, sir. Thank you, sir.”I welcomed a soothing sigh from Portia after smearing a big glob of Calendula on her assaulted ass. < Master, is it okay for me to interview Portia now? > < Oh yes, she is prepped and ready. Waiting for you in the meditation room next to the pool. > Again I assumed my kneeling position in front of the Hag. “Portia, come crawling here, close to me and your mother. Tell me, Hag, why are you drooling. " Do they make you nervous?" No, but they do pose an issue. I don't know anything about them, like how to use one." When we get back, I'll rectify that." Not exactly romantic, I know, but this whole Justin thing, I just might have enemies..." Enemies," he repeated."Yeah, and not the 'don't invite 'er to this party, I don't like 'er' enemies. The 'I wanna pay 'er back' enemies." You think somebody might cause trouble? Real trouble?" Barry, some of that bunch – most of 'em, really – are not known.