. still lying on the floor. All of her presents remained strewn about the floor where she had left them the night before.She cradled her head in her h...nds. What on earth was she going to do? Last night everything had seemed simple. Tim... that bastard! He was the cause of it all! Tim and that Dot! But today it seemed hopeless. She had behaved like a common slut! She could scarcely meet her own eyes in the mirror. Slowly she gathered her clothes together and dressed. She would have to make it. Her body looked lean, but stocky, and she was quite a bit shorter than me. I was startled to find her with almost her whole arm stuck inside a horse's vagina as she greeted me with a smile. "Hello, are you looking for something?"I stared, then introduced myself. "I'm from social services, and just came out here to check on you if there's anything you need," I explained. She looked at me concerned. "Well," she said, "times are rough since my husband passed, the old fool. Got drunk one night and. I came to the quick realization that Lucy and Jane were lovers. Lucy’s tears were for her lost partner. ‘Cry it out, Lucy. I understand. You lost your partner, your lover.’ I stepped cautiously forward reached out my arms just as Lucy collapsed into me. She was not sobbing, she was full on bawling the painful loss of someone she deeply loved. What son of a bitch would take advantage of another person in this state? It wasn’t going to be me. I rocked Lucy in my arms until she fell asleep stand. Take the cage off -- you did bring the keys home didn?t you???Oh my God, John! I forgot! They?re at work. I left them in my desk drawer. I?m so sorry honey! I?ll make it up to you. After breakfast we?ll break in some new toys -- I?m sure you?ll be thrilled.?Why am I not surprised that the keys are not here? ?Janet, I don?t ever want you to ?forget? those keys again or we may have a serious marriage problem. This cage crap is getting out of hand; I?m getting sick and tired of it. F..ing sick.