Sometimes they ask for socialsecurity numbers and stuff but I usually make that stuff up. It's not agood idea to give a totally bogus number to a bank... or employer so I gotseveral legitimate fakes that work for those kinds of situations. I usemail drops and stuff, I mean, stuff like that. And if I need somethingthat's on the Fed's watch list I make up a front company, that'simportant now-a-days. Most of the time though it doesn't have to go thatfar. I mean a lot of the time people are happy to. You made a mistake when you fucked me just now. You made another mistake when you thought you could order me to leave. I don't take orders bitch. You do!"I stared at him aghast. He stood up and took me by the arm and pulled me into the living room. He pushed me into a chair and said, "Don't move bitch."He walked over to the door and I started to get a feeling of relief. But then I realized that he couldn't be leaving. He was still naked!He opened the front door and stood back and another. "Chris, when Bill finally comes back to work he will have some skin missing from his nose and maybe elsewhere. I want you to know what happened and that I'm responsible for his pain. I am not apologizing for my actions because I would do it all over again. You see, Chris, I found him alone in my house with my wife. She said that nothing happened, but they were holding hands and looking all starry-eyed when I walked in. I punched Bill in the face in and then threw his ass out on my driveway. He. I wondered if I should call the doctor, but I knew Johnny would say I was fussing, and be angry.But when we got him into the house I held my darling close, knowing that I was being silly, but I also realised that I'd be able to look after him and care for him – in a way, I wished I could transfer his pain to me, but at the same time I wanted him to be dependent on me, and to need me.Then I felt his hand on my leg, stroking me. It was wonderful – I thought for a moment I'd wet myself, so strong.