"Help... me... !" Rose whimpered while Diesel continued to lick her hand, oblivious to the duress he was subjecting its owner to."Come on Rose, he obv...ously just thinks that you're really tasty!" I joked.If I hadn't been there and saw it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it. But after previously paling when Diesel began his torment, she visibly paled even more after my comment. I thought she was gonna disappear if she got any whiter. I suddenly got a very wicked idea in my mind.'Oh, I. This time I got a good look at her face, and I also noticed that her hair was quite a bit longer that it had been before. I thought it was the same girl, but I certainly wasn't sure that it was.The bridge I had just crossed was only a block from the center of another little town, one situated about six miles East of where I now lived, and along the same two lane road I'd needed to find my town that first time. I found a parking place easily enough, then got out of my vehicle and quickly walked. My daughter looked at me boldly, not a trace of guilt or regret in her expression, and with a slight smile she drawled:‘Well, well … guess who’s home?’It wasn’t at all how I had imagined that it would be said.I just stared at her, open-mouthed. My daughter reached backwards, and with deft expertise undid the buckles on the leather cuffs that bound Katrina’s ankles and wrists to the spreader bar. Swiftly, my pretty blonde lover sat up on the bed, rubbing her ankles where the bondage had chafed.. "As you say," the angel agreed."Thank you, Chris," Annie said as she continued to sink and thendisappeared into the ground."No, Annie!" Chris shouted as she disappeared completely. Chris thenconfronted the angel. "Where did you send her?" he demanded."Where you found her, but you will not recognize him again," the angelsaid to him."I will go back and find her again," Chris pledged."There are millions of damned souls to sort through," the angel toldhim."I don't care. I will find her," Chris.