After a short conversation she disappeared to the bathroom then came back in. As she came in she said she had trouble closing the window and could I g...o and have a look. I obliged and as I went in her en suite I couldn't help but see that in the middle of the room were her knickers just lying there! Wtf I thought she must of forgotten them. I closed the window then turned around and picked them up and couldn't resist having a little sniff but to my amazement they were slightly wet and smelled so. " We worked our way down-stairs to the kitchen, and I did my best to concoct her a Long Island Iced Tea in a red plastic cup. With that she lightened up and asked me to give her the grand tour of my student-ghetto digs.Of course that didn't take very long. And as the final leg of the tour, I took Leslie into the unfinished part of the basement. I flipped on the lights and said, "Yeah, not much to see here. Just laundry and storage." I turned around as I heard her shut the door behind us. I like to greet all new arrivals to calm any fears they might have. You will find Hell to be a most pleasant place. It's a tad warm but so is that godforsaken Australia but no one ever criticizes the koala-eating Aussies." A crying baby nearby seemed to irk Beelzebub. He turned and screamed so loudly it rattled the Nixon photographs lining his wall..."Rosemary, shut that crying brat up! Daddy is working!" Then turning to me again he continued, "I tell ya, those two make my life a living Hell!". Emmet took up the 'slave display' position in the middle of the stage. The display position was the slave standing with feet shoulder width apart and hands on top of the head, palm down so that the owner or a prospective buyer had full access to inspect the slave. Beverly Albertson and her two children stood to Emmet's right in a group."This is how we appeared at Emmet's trials," Beverly began. "These collars around our necks remind us that as long as Emmet is enslaved, so are we. There's no.