She promised to call and write as often as she could. And she did pretty regularly for a while. Until she met Rick. She stopped calling, but kept writ...ng every month... and then that stopped too. Mom said that these things happened when children grew up and moved on with their lives. I think she was as hurt by it as I was, if for different reasons.Yeah, I was jealous. I did my fourteen year old best not to let on. I don't think she would have noticed anyway.My tiny collection of friends helped. ’ Mistress attempted to get back on the sidewalk, but the women had formed a solid wall and refused to budge. ‘You can walk in the gutter like the trash you are,’ snipped one old woman. ‘In my day we’d have run you and your brother out with tar and feathers.’ Nods and quiet murmurs of agreement followed. Mistress smiled sweetly. ‘Mrs. Bowlston, it is good to see you. My mother used to praise your good manners to us constantly when we were growing up. How nice to see you haven’t lost them.. ' Satyra struggled to control her anger as her tormentor's hand held her headback while she nuzzled against the red-haired woman's neck. 'Why me,' she askedin a choked voice. 'You power are unique,' Sadiste answered, stepping forward so her body pressedup against the prisoner's in the stocks. 'You heritage makes you a channelfor the powers of the whore-goddess your sisters revere.' The demoness freehand reached up to cup Satyra's full breast, squeezing gently. The prisonershuddered but could do. I do assume we are both taping this so let me tell you what comes next. John and I go to the state police and demand an investigation. I will provide the bug and the copy of this tape. It was properly preserved for analysis. No doubt heads are going to roll.” I said.‎‎”Alright what the fuck do you want?” the voice asked.‎‎”Who am I speaking to?” I asked.‎There was a long pause then, “Chief Deputy Malloy,” was all he said.‎‎”I need to get with John to decide how to best handle this. I sure as.