Ms. Trammel's head snapped around taking in the sparse assembly of student vehicles.Waylon gestured toward his truck, curious at what this woman inten...ed to do."I want this vehicle searched now," she said, pointing to one of the officers.The man glanced at his fellow officers."Don't look at them. I'm the one in charge here."The officer tried the door, "It's locked." Break it open!" Ma'am—"She pointed her finger at him menacingly. The officer reached to a utility pocket and took out a window. My chores were done and I sat back in the sofa, coffeein hand. The last hour had flown by and I now had the rest of the day tolounge around, probably obsessing about the James situation. I quicklychecked the email inbox. Still nothing.Then came the chime. It made me jump. The pop up box in the corner of thescreen notifying me of an email which had the subject line: Princess.I excitedly opened the email message, eyes opening wide in wonder anddisbelief as I read the following:"My Dearest. For some reason I notice his eyes, the few stray hairs where his shirt is undone at the neck. I walk past him, suddenly self-conscious in my soft summer blouse, until he opens his mouth. ‘Come here, daddy’s little girl.’ ‘Sorry?’ My breath catches in my throat and my body starts to tingle. Adrenalin courses through me — the adrenalin must be the reason my nipples feel suddenly hard, I tell myself. Alarmed, I slow down but do not stop. ‘I said, come here.’ I turn halfway to face him. ‘Who are. I bring him with me some days, but not today.’ ‘I’m Kathy and these are my friends, Elaine, Colleen, and Linda. You wrote stories for our boyfriends and—’ Immediately, I knew them all by name. ‘Listen, I’m so sorry. I tried to tell your boyfriends that what they were doing was wrong, but they all insisted that it was a game and that you women agreed to it,’ I said throwing up my hands in a submissive motion. ‘They said that it was a way for you four to do sexual things that you ordinarily.