“I don’t even need thirty seconds. The answer is no.”“You still have a week to change your mind, Director,” the man says. “If you still fe...l that way in a week then the girl dies publicly and I will reveal your little hidden organization to the rest of the world. Goodbye.”“Wait!” the director shouts.“He hung up, sir,” the agent tracing the call says.“Son of a bitch,” Roger curses gruffly. “Did you at least get a trace?”“No sir,” the trace agent says. “He had the signal bouncing everywhere, from. Dan sent an e-mail to the student’s parents and advised that the student should stay home for three to seven days till the condition cleared up as it was highly contagious.Dan could see that school was over at three because of the rush of students leaving the building. His three o’clock appointment was Pam Driscoll. She seemed to have a better attitude and said she wanted the strength of her contact prescription checked as well as wanting a prescription for eyeglasses. Dan told her he could do. She signed it, "with love."There were photographs of us. Polaroid. Developed. Digital prints. One at Lake Michigan. Another in Calgary. Places I could recognize only from the tourist signs in the background. There were pictures of family reunions dotted with unrecognizable faces. Romantic sunsets. One of her topless, covering her nipples and mouth with her arms, looking at the camera shyly. It took me a while to realize what I had found. Another life. One that never existed.At the bottom, there. ..you are going to do that again today.....what??.... what did he mean???.....So as the contest continued...they decided to vote on a winner...and a loser....and the winner got to make the loser do what ever he wanted.....After the first round guess who was the loser?...yes, me....and the winner was....Chris....oh shit...Chris told me to get on my knee's and stick my butt out. and show the other boys my butthole....and i had to stay that way until Chris said...I got a towel, and did as I was.