"Master," she said. "Sweet Master, please tell your Mistress how sorry I am for betraying her. Please make her see that it was weakness, not evil plan...ning. It was wrong and thoughtless and hurtful and stupid, but please, I beg you, Master, ask her to take you and punish me with you until I lose consciousness. Let her make your cruel leather break my skin and my will and teach me obedience. Please let her use you to purge my body and my treacherous mind. Please, Master? Please..."Angique looked. Her tits were beautiful. Just the right amount of fullness; her nipples sloping gently up in youthful defiance of gravity. Drops of water s**ttered about her chest, reflecting the light and making it impossible for me to lift my eyes."Dad!" she said, "You're staring at my titties!" making no move to cover them. "Honey, those aren't 'titties,' they're the breasts of a beautiful young woman." I said."Do you want to touch them?" she asked.There was an explosion in the head on my shoulders!What did. The image was about 15 feet long. I went upstairs and looked out the window at the shop floor. It was stretched, but it was there. It was one of those images that you would see in a cloud on a summer day. I picked up my camera and took pictures of the glass, and pushed the images into my computer. I then played with stretching the image to see if I could see it more clearly. The angel seemed to be landing. I played with shrinking one dimension about 4 times the other. The 15 feet turned into. Surely she should get more?” I chuckled.“Good luck, John. We’ll speak again, if you are successful.”Jerry’s voice, for that’s all it was, went silent and I considered my options. So far it looked as simple as kill or be killed. I had my pocket universes, so food and water wasn’t an issue, though I could use energy conversion to make my own if necessary. I also had my blades and my Ferfrans semi-auto with a grenade launcher.It was then that I noticed the labyrinth was moving and remaking itself.