It worked like a charm. I was standing exactly where I pictured I would be.This is definitely safer than scaring the hell out of some poor girl.I figu...ed now would be a good time to see if Charlie’s ‘we gotta go home’ rule is for real or just bullshit. Let’s see if I can ‘pop’ back to the house. After all, that is home!Pop.Oh shit! Where the hell am I now? This looks like some old medieval dungeon. Oh crap, I think this ghost character coming down out of the sky might just be pissed at me.“Who. I would spend the afternoon workinguntil 5 or 6pm, then shower, change and join her.As I worked I checked the app on my mobile phone to see whereabouts inthe house the little slut was at anytime; the tiny transmitter in hercollar would mean her location was always known to me. For the firstfew weeks I would always check where she was in a room first before Ientered it.Even though I was confident that her will had been broken; it wouldtake time before I could be sure that she wouldn't try. Sophie said she understood but still asked why I couldn’t show her, finally Rachel dropped her head in her hands, “It looks like nothing we say will change her mind” I saw Sophie smile, “So what are you saying”? looking to Sophie Rachel said, “If we let this happen, no one should ever know” “I wont tell mom, I don’t want you or daddy going away” Rachel looked at me, “Well it’s down to you, do you want to help your daughter with her home work, or not”? “Oh thanks, leave it down to me, if I say. It was nearly morning, but way too early to get up. Should I wake her? Hellfire. Not for anything. She was so damned cute, wrapped in my pilfered comforter. I walked around to her side of the bed and pulled it free. Gently. I spread the comforter out, then tucked it around her to make sure she stayed warm, but she corkscrewed back into it before I even got back to my side. Oh well. I pulled it back over, far enough to cover me, and gripped the edge until I fell asleep.The next time I woke up it.