" Of course she is. Aren't you Slave?" Yes Mistress!" she cries out quickly and joyfully."You enjoy being beaten and humiliated in front of everyone,...don't you?" Yes Mistress!" Would you like this kind security guard to take you away from me?" No Mistress! Please Mistress, more!"The old guard slowly takes his hat off, scratches his head, and shrugs resignedly. "Well, never mind me then. All the same though, I will have to ask your friend there to put some clothes on." If you insist," the. They both gave him the WTH look, next thingDylan heard in his head was a woman?s voice, ?(child, I need you to holdthe ward and hold hands with the others there with you.)? Dylansheepishly spoke, "some woman wants us to join hands." They both asked,"who?" Dylan shrugged his shoulders, "if I was to guess, I am bettingit?s Granny. So, let?s hold hands and see what has to say for herself."Once, they were holding hands Dylan picked up the ward and held it withBethany. She started speaking in their. Sophie asked me how long had I been taking d**gs and I told them both it was none of their business. Marcus asked why I had started and I said again it was none of their business. Marcus began to talk about how d**gs are often a reaction to other issues in your life and how you can't get off d**gs until you resolve those problems. He didn't shout or lecture me, spoke quietly and calmly, and maybe because I was tired or needed to open up to someone, I told them everything in the end. It all. “We've got a lock up place in the city centre were we hold our parties!” The man said. “Email me tonight with her movements tomorrow and we’ll see you at the address I’ll mail over!”The phone line went dead and Franklin replaced the handset with a shaking hand. “Oh fuck!” He exclaimed. “What have a I done!”Friday MorningBrooke was up bright and early ready for college and sitting eating her breakfastwhen Franklin made an appearance in the room. “Morning Brooke. You okay?” He asked.