I hoped she would always remember me like I would her.She nodded towards a door behind her and said: “Out through the back. Get a signed photo from ...he pile. Next!” This was an indication for me that my time was up and a signal for her manager, who must have been listening through an earpiece and a hidden mic, to send the next fanboy in from the line.I’m sure most of you know she cut her hair and changed her manager soon after this tour. I later saw a video of a gangbang from the show’s set. Something inside of me warned against speaking first, so I waited, but my wait wasn’t long. The Devil squatted down by the running water taking care not to let his boots touch the creek. (I think I read in an old folk tale somewhere that the Devil couldn’t cross over running water.) If that was the case then I could see why he was going to great lengths to keep his boots free of the stream. After he established himself in a comfortable position he looked up at me standing there bewildered and. You refer to me as Master from now on. Understand??The pause hung in the air for a few seconds. My mind swam in confusion, and I could feel beads of sweat on my brow and under my arms. I had no choice. I would need to see what he had planned.?Yes?He looked at me and raised his eyebrows. ?Don’t make me punish you slave.?And thus began my humiliation, as – defeated – I sobbed ?Yes ?. Master.?Chapter 3?Well, we had better get started boy. Kneel.?I looked at him blankly. Stood before him,. "Yeah, it wasn't in the atlantic though, its under Antarctica." he saidWe came to what looked like a vault door and he punched in some numbers in the keypad, he then leaned over."Mary had a little lamb" He said into the device.There was a loud click and the door swung open."Welcome to the rabbit hole Mister Moore." He said smiling.We enter a large chamber with what looked like relics all over the walls, at the far end was a desk, he walked over to it and took a seat."How do you know about this.