"Wha, what?!" Cal exclaimed. "That was you?!"The vagrant nodded. "Yes, Calvin Lillehammer. You were Second inCommand to Evan Johnson then, weren't you..." he asked, balancing on hiscane."I'm Evan Johnson, old man!" Evan retorted testily.The wanderer looked up at Evan curiously. "Ah, now I see. You lookremarkably different from up on the Plane, young child..." Well, up there I look like I'm in my early twenties. Down here, well,I'm seventeen." Evan shrugged. "It's great meeting a fellow. Mistress Emily fixed the chain in such a way that I cannot sleep completely on floor and it was loosed that much only. I was fully in control of them and owned by both of them.Then Mistress Emily made me eat some food with her hands like a child and she said I care for my slave too and also made me drink 4 pegs of whiskey that too without any soda or water, I was in half sense due to drinks, then they called the bell boy and got cleaned everything, I was remained chained my in that position. .." What the hell. I might as well tell him. I look him straight in the eye and respond, "I was thinking of you, sir." At this proclamation, his eyebrow raises. "The next class will be here soon. I would suggest you get going." Disappointed, I get up and walk away, not looking back. I don't notice him staring at my ass sway while I stalk off. Later, that evening, I'm checking my email when I notice one from him, to me - not the entire class. Hoping, I open the message. It says to meet him. Cassandra Newman, a.k.a.Paula Newman."Hey, I just realized something," Amber bemusedly quipped as she andGinger climbed into the agency's mini-van."And what, pray tell, is that?" Ethan felt obliged to ask."I don't know why I didn't realize it before now, but you and Paulaseem to have the same taste in shoes, in that you both like spikedheels."With an uneasy feeling beginning to gnaw in the pit of that girlishstomach of hers, Ethan guardedly replied, "Hmm... Now that you mentionit, I guess we.