" No, Bill. You never said anything. I'm a History professor ... remember?" What's that got to do with it?" You've been careful ... except ... for the...se." Mina pulled a yellowing envelope from her home office desk.She opened it ... with a flair ... If there had have been a band, they would have played stripper music. As it was, Mina was dancing to her own internal music. She slid the contents out and back in with an exaggerated bump and elbow grind, laughing all the time.They were photographs. The only surprise was Sally.While she’d lost her ability to ‘see’ little Kelly, she explained that it was like her ‘motherly instincts’ had gotten better. While she was holding little CJ, I flashed her.She suddenly turned her head and looked at me.I flashed her, asking if she could hear me, but her response was a scrunched up face and a cocked head. I could feel her trying to flash me. She acted frustrated for a second then went back to paying attention to CJ.At this point, I felt it wise to. Pulling gently at the knob, he started to open the door.He wasn't prepared for it to fly back at him, hitting him square in the forehead. The hard wood sent him flying backwards, black spots clouding his vision as he fought to stay conscious."I knew you weren't too smart, Detective," he heard a man's voice say and he fought to open his eyes, to see the man who was now standing over him.It was him, their suspect, David Brody. He held a long dagger in his hand as he stood looking down at Gabe.. She did. Mistress laid down the where, the with what, and the how many, didn’t she?“Mmm, it smells yummy. I have a confession. Temptation got the better of me, and I ate two on the way home. Only two, I swear. Could’ve eaten the whole basket, but I didn’t ‘cause I was thinking how much you adore strawberries with cream. And you know I always do something nice for you after I get kinky on you. So… after Mistress fucks you up, and she’s gonna fuck you up something terrible, she’s gonna treat you.