) The local rag printed a rumor that numerous bodies of children had been found on my property. Their retraction the next week was printed at the bott...m of page of page six, right next to the garage sale notices. Judge Moonbat held another kooky press conference and orders the FBI back to look some more searching, even bulldoze up my entire property, if necessary. They do — and find nothing. A pathetic couple from Indiana with a missing eight year old daughter named Sue shows up at my house and. I felt it pulled into position asmy hole shut around the base and I felt relief.We got back to housework and I loved the feeling of the plug stretchingand filling me. Eventually Master arrived home again with a ratherstunned looking man and he ordered me to join him in the cellar.When I got there, the man was strapped down and staring at the screenmuch as I had done. "Beth, this is Danny and he's a pimp I wanted totalk to. When he has finished his programming, you will become hisproperty." My. I could not understand any thing. When I asked to explain, he asked me to wait for a while. He started searching our showcase. Opened and searched every book. After that he entered our bed room and wanted to open the cupboard. I obeyed. After taking a file he said “yes this was the one I was searching for, our suspicion was right”. I got frightened and kneeled on to his feet, begging to save him. Suddenly his hands touched my shoulders. I was shocked and looked at him. Still keeping his hands. "I tell her lots of other girls (oops, girls?) wear pants sometimes.I arrive at my desk and my boss Jenny tells me she misses my shapelylegs. I remind her that I'm technically a male, she smirks and say,"yeah technically."Around mid-morning my phone rings for the hundredth time but the voiceon the other end says, "hi Chrissy."I'm dumfounded for a moment at this lack of business telephone mannerprotocol - she didn't even introduce herself!But then I realise it was Nikki, she said she has my.