" He said with a knowing smile.I faced him and I felt a rush of emotions flood through me. I was afraid, I had to fight not to turn and run out of the...door. I was ashamed. Out of all the people in New York how could Don have picked this man as a counselor? I felt my cheeks flush and I realized that I still had my hand over my mouth. I slowly lowered it."You. H...How could it be you? You're a preacher not a m...marriage counselor." I stammered. "It's true, I am a preacher." Zeck turned and. Brigitte and Becky led me right up to the other two girls and Becky turned and slapped my face. “You can shut up now slave boy,” she said. I just stood there and with my head bowed and my hands at my side; my cheek hurt from her cruel slap.“Was he obedient?” asked Janice and both girls answered “Yes.” They said I had been a good steer and a good foot licker.Janice looked at me and said, “You’re filthy boy; Mistress Roberta might not want to buy such a filthy slave.”Roberta walked over to me and. . have some problems and I wanted to get away." C'mon up to my room so we can talk. I never know when Julie or one of the kids or that bitch Dad married may appear. There's so much to tell." I s'pose so, Kathy. I haven't talked to anyone since I went away... nobody here in Smartville anyway." She followed her friend up the wide staircase to the second floor and down the hallway past three doors on either side before Kathy took a key that was hanging around her neck and opened the last door on. "The sergeant whined, "First Sergeant, please get off the tarmac."Top turned to his men and handed the shotgun to one of them. He said, "This plane doesn't leave."Ten minutes later two majors and a captain walked down the plane's stairs giving us dirty looks. We boarded.That was the end of the screw-ups. We were met at Frankfurt, then at Manchester, and finally at Andrews outside of D.C. Two staff cars met us at Andrews, and an hour later we were escorted into an estate, fed a meal, showered,.