Then Miss. Johnson, with Amanda, heaven, Nevaeh, Kara, and Sarah came in. Jennifer looked around the room, she then opened the door, and talked to a g...uy in a suit, who was just outside my mom’s room.Miss. Johnson said to me. “We’re going to move your mom to a more secure room, there are to many windows in this room, it’s not safe.”“Do you think someone is going to hurt my mom?”“Yes we do, mark wasn’t the mastermind, someone else is.”“Who is Mark?” I asked.“I’ll tell you everything after we move. And I grow accustomed to the many things, the machines and other tools that are all around me.Linda and I go more times to the town that is nearby. “Nearby”—I laugh to myself when I realize how easily I may now say this of a place that in my life before would have required two days of hard travel to reach. I laugh, too, when I remember how great it seemed to me on our first visit, how very large and with so many people; now I know it to be only small among the great centers of people that exist. I really didn't understand, but his enthusiasm made me feel confident that what was about to befall me would not be horrible. 'Now what would you rather have me do, Princess', he asked softly. 'Whip you or spank you?'Licking my lips I responded equally softly, 'Spank me please, master'. Then quickly realizing my gaff responding to his trick question, I quickly added, 'But, if it pleases you to whip me master, then that is what I wish.'Greg shook his head. 'I thought I had you there for a. After you,” he gestured.Windsor Stevenson ascended the steps of the front porch and stopped at the door.“Oh let me,” said Danny. He moved behind the effeminate hairdresser clandestinely and extended his arms around either side of the five-foot-eleven, leggy, twink. “You smell great,” he intimated as he fumbled with the keys.“Thank you, Danny,” blushed the cosmetologist with dark brown eyes as he quickly walked through the threshold. Windsor turned around with incredible speed and pursed his.