It's getting harder and harder for meto focus on my studies. All I can think about is getting down to the gymto work out with the guys. I've never bee... this motivated before in mylife! I spend about an hour on the treadmill before hitting the pool to dosome laps. It is kinda weird to be in the pool though... well, like I saidwe all have to wear sports bras while we work out. I've been talking toAmy a lot about why the six of us have lost weight everywhere besides ourchest and ass, but she says. ‘I’m here, and I need to make the best of it.’ Scrolling back up to the top of Emily’s page, he noticed her short complaint. Once in a while, he interacted with the youth on their MySpace pages with short comments. ‘It won’t hurt to make one here,’ he thought. He did a quick search for an image of a bowl of chicken soup. Copying the image, he pasted it into the box along with the comment, ‘Missed you in church today. Here’s some soup for you. Get better!’ He was about to log off the computer. "We used to have a second girl with us but she's moved away. So, that's why we're looking. Any questions?" "I don't think so, well, I'm assuming that you and I might do a few things, am I right?" "Oh, if you want to. I've done girl stuff and like it but guys are my real thing. The girl we used to have with us, she and I would sometimes entertain the guys with some girl-on-girl action. So, is it something you wouldn't want to do?" "No, I'm like you, guys are my main interest but a little. "Good slave, you obey, and that is all I ask. You see, obedience and no pain." said Robert."Now, to begin your training, we are going to accomplish much this weekend, I am going to teach you how to live, how to love, how to laugh, how to walk, and talk. I will teach you about pleasure, and teach you about terror." he said."How to love, you think this is love you sick bastard" Sherri screamed at this insane sadistic son of a bitch.Robert touched his wrist, and Sherri screamed. He shook his head.