Actually I carried the laptop into the bathroom and read it on the toilet.I had always been able to speed read. The file was scary, but also represent...ed a lot of work. I was able to skip over a lot of things, since I just didn't care at that moment who my grandmother had been. I looked at the picture gallery and tried to remember the most important ones. The last entry in the file was see folder JOURNAL.Journal had one file titled 'day one, ' which appeared to be a recount of a day in my life.. Covering the window was a set of thick bars, and the door, which was in another wall, was large, made of metal, and sealed tightly, so that no air or light (or slave girl) could escape through it.And on another wall was a large spiral. Currently, it was still, but Sandy could just imagine waking up and immediately dropping into trance as the disk went into motion, forcing her to submit to her Mistress's hypnosis before she was even collected for the day's (or night's) activities. Just the. Tasha sent him a text in reply, telling him that she understood that it was a big case for him and that he had better make it up to her another time. As she was gathering her wallet to settle her tab at the bar, an older gentleman sat on the barstool next to her. “Can I buy you a drink?” he asked. With a quick look his way, Tasha saw that he was well dressed, maybe late 40s, with a full head of salt and pepper hair, and dazzling blue eyes. Tasha smiled politely at the handsome stranger. It has. "Are these the same size?" I asked Fran?oise."Yes, my dear. Why do you ask?" she replied."Nothing, they just seem a bit tighter than the other pair." That'll be your hip implants," Fran?oise said. "Didn't you notice?"I hadn't before hand as I was focussing on the breasts, but she wascorrect. As well as having breast implants I had been given hip implants,to give me a more 'womanly' figure Fran?oise said. I have to admit thatit worked, but this seemed a step too far. However, there was nothing.