"He slapped his leg and laughed for about a minute, then said, "You should have known shithead that the aerosol cans wouldn't blow up the school. You ...hould have gone to the old mine, found some of the old dynamite that's laying around there and used it."I couldn't believe this was my dad, so I questioned, "Are you telling me I can try again?"He glared at me and stated, "Hell no! Vern has your number and he will be watching you like a hawk."That reminded me of something so I asked, "Dad, you. I tried to figure out the implications but, with the swaying motion of my captivity, it was incredibly hard to concentrate."How would she know my native tongue?" I wondered before abandoning the question to suffer the enduring discomfort of my confinement."We've never had a Guardian before," she informed me. "It will be interesting to see what you're made of, now that you haven't got your weapon to fall back on. The Trogs have a good memory for all the pain and misery you've inflicted on them.. "It's just a way to make afew bucks; you can do it, you know you can,"I glanced around to make sure the boys weren't around."I'm not a little kid anymore; that sort of thing ended ages ago."She knew what I meant; I wasn't going to spell it out for her.My thoughts drifted back to when I was nine and needed a Halloweencostume. I'd been a pirate three times; a fireman twice, a policemanonce, and I wanted something different.Money was tight that year so mom wanted something cheap. That's when mybig. I had a quick look in the mirror before leaving and I couldn’t believe how slutty I looked. The blouse was so sheer I might as well have gone topless. My skirt barely covered my ass and the heels were much higher than I regularly wore. There was no question I was dressed for sex. Steve is going to be so happy with me.This was not me at all. I always dress classy and somewhat conservatively. But my husband was away and I didn’t have to behave or answer to anyone. I could live out my secret life.