In doing so, she kept picking up some new oil. With each touch of her, more stress seemed to drop of from me."Is it okay if I massage your butt too?" ...Amelie asked quietly.I nodded. The thought of her hands on my bottom made my heart beat faster.Almost immediately, her fingers slowly moved up from my toes. They paused briefly on my ankles. Then she stroked up and down in flowing movements: from my ankle to the highest point of my calves, back to my toes. Up to my knee, back down to the tips of. It should be possible. Holy Water was available near the entrance to many churches. It shouldn’t be too difficult to dip some small container into the water. It seemed fantastic but everything about Eleanor was fantastic.“OK. I’ll do it.”“Good. Once you have, ask Eleanor to contact us. We can then correct her programming and get her functioning normally.”That was it. On the way out of the office I took a plastic 35mm film container. Inside the church I scooped up a small amount of Holy Water. Once the door was swung open by a county employee, he calmly walked out, sniffed my proffered hand and sat beside me to see what would happen next. I asked for and was handed a leash and took him outside for a getting-to-know-you walk. He neither pulled away, nor refused to walk beside me. It appeared that Charger was well trained and well behaved. We went home together and he spent the afternoon getting familiar with his new digs.FOXNEWS decided it was a slow news day and a light hearted story. It lifts me up. I try releasing it’s grip around my wrists but more tentacles shoot towards my ankles holding me back. One wraps itself around my neck. I try to scream, “Yaaugghhh!” One forces itself in my mouth and begins thrusting. Small shrieks escape my muffled mouth. The two that were originally on my breast make their way back and wrap themselves around my chest. My body is trembling.I see small slits open up from both the ends of the tentacles. It’s two slimy tongues. They begin licking.