Mr. Dunst held his ground as he watched it towards theend. Even without any apparent emotion, tears could be seen streaming downhis cheeks.Joseph clea...ed his throat."A copy of the video along with the location of the hideout has beenhanded over to the police. They are well on the way to..." the privateinvestigator was interrupted by a call he had to answer. "Pardon me, Ihave to take this." You got them both? Thanks Mike. I owe you one," the phone exchange endedwith a satisfying grin on Joseph. When she was finally allowed to awake fully, about two weeks later, though she had no way of knowing how long it had been, Amy found herself propped up against a wall with her wrists bound together, completely naked. She shook her head to rid it of the cobwebs and took stock of her surroundings. She was in a small room, about four feet square. The only window was up high on an iron door to her right, and it was just barely big enough to let a bit of light in the dark room. The walls were made. "They are as soft as butter. And youlove your stockings too, Denise, don't you, the exquisite stockings Ideck you out in?"The feel of her hands pinching affectionately my calves, her dainty airof mastery - as though she owned me - intoxicated me."They are deliciously cool," I said."And your white satin slippers with the high-heels and the pretty bowsand the sparkling buckles, you love them too? Lift up her dress to theknees Phoebe. You love your little girl's shoes, Denise?"Phoebe raised my. I had been going to do this for two months but there was always something that came up, but not today.We were there fifteen minutes early so there were plenty of seats available. Only a few business owners and county officials were there. I did know the couple who owned the hardware store where we seemed to spend a bundle of money every month.I went and spoke with them for a few minutes until more people started to arrive, then I went to the chair I has chosen and sat down with my coffee mug,.