"What the fuck!?" You yelp out as your eyes shoot open again before you put your right hand to your stinging cheek. There's a hearty chuckle that fill... the air. You slowly turn to see a laughing old man. He has an incredible beard but that seems to be the only hair on his body. He appears to be a frail old man dressed in some sort of white robe with a golden star shaped fastener on his shoulder."What was that for?" You hissed out as you looked up at him with a glare. He couldn't have been more. I went to Aspen by myself the next day to enjoy a kitten there. I don’t know why Uncle Bert bothered to program her. She was a complete slut, needing only a smile to spread her legs. And, she was not that good in bed. I gave a group of college students her name and address before I left town. When I got home, I took her off the “A” list.While the seventeenth and eighteenth were typical, I have to tell you about my birthday, which, as you know, is January 19. I knew the kittens had been plotting. And after a last kiss I watched her get in and drive away.The next day or so were mostly cleaning up some more articles, and packing some things. I decided to leave a bunch of my clothes in the garage, and that gave me more room for things like books, tapes, and a few things I had picked up while I was here.On Wednesday before Dee put Georgie down for his nap he had been sitting in my lap watching a cartoon show, and something about it caught my eye. It was an old one, I think from Belgium or. Alexis had tried to call Lori twice, with no answer. She was concerned, and used the house key she and Tito had gotten from Josh (‘to use their dungeon/fun room whenever they wished’) to enter Josh and Lori’s house.?Hello?? she called; receiving no answer, the Brazilian fire cracker closed the door behind her, and advanced into the living room. There she found Lori, of course, tightly constricted and meandering around on her strapped lower legs, apparently searching for something.Alexis.