"What?" she mumbled as she sat up. Then her eyes fell on the shardslying around her. "No," she said, "No, no, it can't be. This isn'tpossible!" Sh... frantically, desperately grasped at the pieces, stillbabbling in her strange language. But somehow, now, the words soundedlike a silly gibberish. Selena, moments ago so terrifying, now lookedpathetic. "No," she said as tears began to fall. "No, it's not fair.You're supposed to be miserable, not me." Her voice began to trail offas she. Just that there’s no point in moving anywhere until I find a job.”“What do you want to do?”“Something with people, marketing, events, conferences and shows. Something that will get me some travel and meet different industry professionals and speakers.”“Oh, I know. A company like Millsum?”“Who are they?” she asked, curious since she had never heard of them.“You got electricity at that house of yours?” he asked, laughing with good humour. She slapped his hand, realising too late that she had. He stood now andsat on the desk in front of Greg. "I'm more inclined to agree with them,you do nothing but sit in your bedroom on your phone all night. Am Imistaken?" No, Daddy I do my homework. I swear I do!" Greg replied. He was enjoyingbeing a young girl. He was enjoying where this was going."Bullshit! You spend all of your time on the phone with your friends andyour grades prove it. I'm afraid I'm going to have to take your phoneaway from you until I see improvements. And MAYBE I'll. She waited silently as Karen stripped me of my cycling togs, oohing and ahhing over the toned muscles underneath, especially my legs."I've promised Ted that he can fuck you slut!" Karen addressed the supine girl, "And I want you to fuck him back! Make sure he enjoys it, or I'll whip you within an inch of your life!" B-but Mistress!" Nancy cried, almost in tears, "He's a man!"Karen sharply slapped the sensitive flesh of Nancy's inner thigh, saying, "He's the man I gave permission to fuck you,.