.. conversation with the entity. A long and detailed conversation,” she said in a shaky voice. “Did you not hear us, Jeff?”“No, Baby. I talked...with it, or at least communicated with it to some extent. I seemed to sense that it might have spoken to you, but I couldn’t hear what either of you was saying.”Selina let out a sigh. “I haven’t been that frightened in a long time – if ever. It did more than speak to me. Surely you heard it?”“I’m sorry, Baby. I had no idea that it frightened you, nor was. The **** over, the women hung me by the wrists from a beam in the ceiling and a leg spreader between my ankles. Then they put on steel toe capped army boots and began to kick my balls hard as the men bullwhipped my whole body and I twisted around yelling in pain. When they had finished, my whole body was covered in black and blue raised welts and my balls had swollen to five times their normal size. They let me down then fixed me solidly into a gynecological chair with my legs spread wide in. I showed up at Carol's house around 10am, wearing a t-shirt, shorts and sneakers. She greeted me in front of the house, near the front door where she was working on her flowerbeds. She was wearing white Capri pants, a blue work shirt and a large, floppy straw hat. Her light brown hair was cut above her shoulder and it poked out from under the hat she wore. She wore sunglasses, but removed them as she spoke to me, revealing large seductive brown eyes. "Follow me to the garage, Charles," she said. I mean hell I didn't know anyone in California, so I might as well head home. I booked the overnight flight to Charlotte even though it wasn't perfect. I did have one stop in Atlanta but it was only two hours.The plane left LAX at 6PM so I had a lot of time to kill. I watched delayed TV on my smart phone. I had thrown away all my clothes except for the Cutoff jeans I wore, the Camo Tee shirt, the panties, and bra I wore. I did keep one extra pair of panties and a tee folded and packed into my.