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Something I tried
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I look at my scanners and notice a strange reading. I am in a distant part of space and all these planets should be desolated. Yet my scanners show life forms on one of the small planets. As an officer of the Intergalactic Space Police it is my duty to investigate. So I set a course to where the signals are coming from and fly away.
I decend to the surface of the planet and land on a clear spot between the rocks. It is a desolate place rocky surface large blocks and boulders. My instruments show a breathable atmosphere so I do not need my helmet. I leave my ship and causiously step onto the planets surface. I shut the ship and look at my pocket radar.
It shows where the signals are coming from and I start to walk towards some large rocks in the distance. The signal is getting stronger the closer I get to the large rocks so I slowly make my way over. I pull out my lazergun and approach the rocks slowly. I investigate the rock but I see nothing out of the ordinary.
Then I notice a small trap door between two of the smaller rocks. I take a closer look and see it has a small handle. To my surprise the door opens when I pull on the handle. I look down and see a dark hole ladder bolted to the side. After a moment I decide to investigate and slowly make my way down the ladder. I reach the end and find myself in a dark tunnel.
Causiously I walk deeper into the tunnel lazergun ready. My pocket radar shows the signal is getting stronger. I see a faint light in the distance and I keep on following the tunnel towards it. I hear the faint sounds of animals scurring around. I rerach the end of the tunnel and enter a small cave like room.
It is dimly lid and I see two other exits. The animal noises come from one of these holes and I slowly walk over. In the next cave like room I find large cages with strange creatures inside. They are small sturdy lizzard like animals and I recognise them as so called tongue dogs. These creatures are quite rare and very valuable for trade.
In fact they are often illigally traded and a special unit of the department is secretly investigating a large criminal organisation of smugglers. Apperantly I have stumbled upon one of their secret hide-outs. I have to act fast and check my radio. As I feared I am to deep underground to have any reception.
I want to turn back when I hear a loud voices from the other room. I hide behind one of the cages as best as I can and hold still. Two large humanoid aliens walk in and see they are Slitharians a inteligent reptilian race. They speak a strange language I do not understand and try to keep hidden behind the cage as they have the reputation of being quite strong and not to fond of the Space Police.
The two remain at the entrance of the room talking to each other when suddenly a third one appears. He speaks loudly gesturing heavily and seems rather alarmed. I then realise I have left the hatch open and this one must have discovered. All three are now looking atound the room clearly searching.
“Whoever you are, you better come out now,” one of the aliens shouts in English.
I am not surprised he speaks English for it has become one of the major languages when space travel began. I remain silent still hiding hoping they somehow won't notice me. After a few moments one nods to the other two. They walk into the room and spread out while he stays at the exit. I look around me but as I feared see no other way out than the hole I came in. I try to back up as far as I can but I am trapped. I have my lazergun ready and try to figure out a way to escape.
Maybe I can shoot the one at the exit and sprint past the other two. I wait for the right moment as I aim for the one at the hole. I take a deep breath and fire my lazergun. A red flash and beam shoot out and hits the alien full on his chest. I hear loud screams from the aliens and I dart forward.
I run towards the exit ans see to my surprise the alien is still standing infront of it. He smiles as he sees me running towards him and blocks the way. I decide to take my chance and try to ram him out of the way. I collide with the guy and it feels as if I hit a brick wall. I stumble backwards and fall to the ground as I hear the alien laugh loudly.
“You have no clue who we are, have you,” the alien sneers. “We Slitharians are well adept to tackle you puny Police Officers.”
I had heard the stories but found them all a bit far fetched. But it seems these guys really are immune to our lazers and are as tough as they say. The other two have now walked over and I am surrounded by three alien criminals.
I reluctantly get up and one takes my lazergun away. They pull my arms behind my back and bind them tightly with some rope.
“Let's take him to the boss,” one of them says.
I am forced to walk out of the room and they lead me trough the other hole. We walk trough another tunnel and come to a small door. The door is opened and we enter another cave like room. I see more cages with tongue dogs. Another Slitharian stands in the centre looking at us smiling.
“What is this then?” he asks surprised. “I did not know we had a visitor.”
The boss looks at me and straight away recognises my uniform as one of the Intergalactic Space Police. I am forced to sit on a large chair my hands tied tightly to the the back rest. I struggle heavily but I am secured firmly not going anywhere.
“We found him at the cages boss,” one of them says. “You think we have been discovered.”
The boss looks at me and shakes his head.
“They would have send more men,” the boss replies. “But he might know more about that investigation.”
I startle a bit wondering how they know about that. In fact even I don not know much but have picked up some things here and there. I remain silent and watch them all stand before me.
“Well do you know anything?” the boss now says to me.
I say nothing just keep on wathcong them closely. They start to talk in their own language and I can't understand what they say. Then the boss nods and the other three grin unnervingly.
“Okay boys test him then,” the boss says. “Let's see if we can get some info out of him.”
I don't know what they are on about testing me for what I wonder. Two of them are now at my feet and grab my legs. I yelp out as they pull of my boots and take off my socks leaving me barefoot. They have my ankles in a tight grip and I watch them nervously.
The two start to run their fingers lightly over my bare soles nails scratching and scraping over. It tickles immensely and I giggle and whimper loudly wriggling my toes. I struggle heavily squirming on the chair as they keep on scribbling their fingers all. My giggles turn to loud laughter quickly and I am squealing out loudly as I feel their nails relentlessly scratch and scrape over my bare soles.
“Seems he passes the test boys,” the boss calls out.
They stop and I am breathing deeply as they all smile broadly at me. One brings a large wooden beam set on four short legs. It is placed in front of me and they raise my legs. My feet are set on top legs stretched in front of me ans they tie my ankles tightly to the beam. I struggle and squirm but realise my feet are secured firmly.
“Fetch two of our merchandise boys,” the boss says. “I will explain this officer why they are called tongue dogs.”
The three goons leave and the boss starts telling me about these animals. He tells me these creatures feed on minerals they extract from wet surfaces. They lick it off using special tongues covered with microscopic hairs. I get nervous now fully understanding where this is going. The goons return to of them holding one of the animals one with two small stools.
The boss starts to pour water over my bare feet making me hiss as it feels cold. My feet are drenched soaking wet and the stools are set in front of me. I look at them all again as they still grin broadly.
“As you might have guessed your feet are soaking with mineral rich water,” the boss says. “Tell us what you know or we let these two hungry creatures feed off your soles.”
I whimper loudly telling them I do not know a thing that investigation but they do not believe me. The tongue dogs are set on the stools and I watch them at my feet. They immediately start to lick at the water thick tongues sliding over my bare soles. It feels horrible and tickles immensely and I burst out laughing.
I squeal and howl out in hysterical laughter heavily struggling on the chair. The tongues slide and scrape over my bare soles over and over again. I keep on howling out laughing and gasping for air. I struggle and twist on the chair fiercely wriggling my toes and flexing my feet.
The Slitharians smile and snigger as they let the animals relentlessly lick my feet. I am in hysterics squealing howling and wailing out with loud laughter. I try to convince them I do not know anything. After a while they pull the creatures back and I am gasping air moaning and whimpering.
“Well anything to say yet,” the boss asks but I keep on telling them I do not know what they want.
They pour more water over my feet and I whimper in dismay. They let loose the animals who start to lick feverishly at my feet straight away. I feel their tongues scrape and slide over my bare soles once more tickling incredibly. I burst out in loud laughter again squealing and howling out heavily wriggling my toes.
Relentlessly the creatures explore every inch of my bare soles with their tongues. I struggle and squirm on the chair but I am tied down firmly. The tongues tickle immensely as the creatures lick the water off my feet. All I can do is laugh loudly gasping for air wailing and whimpering out.
“Ready to talk yet,” the boss yells out.
Between howls of laughter I try to convince them I do not know anything. They let the animals lick my feet for a while again and I am in hysterics howling and squealing with laughter. I wriggle my toes heavily struggling on the chair desperately trying to move my feet away.
“Those toes are getting anoying,” I hear one say irritated.
They pull the creatures away leaving me gasping for air again. I am whimpering and breathing deeply as I watch two of them at my feet. They tie a string around each of my big toes and pull them back. My toes bend back stretching out my soles smooth and tight. The strings are tied off and I realise I have now even less movement in my feet making it tickle all the more intensely.
More water is poured over my feet and they let the animals at my feet again. I try to beg and plead but before I know it I feel those horrible tongues again. They scrape and slide over and over my now smooth tight bare soles. It tickles so much and I am laughing hysterically squealing shrieking and howling out.
I try to move my toes and feet but the ropes and strings hold my toes back and feet firmly in place. It tickles extremely as I feel the tongues of the creatures relentlessly scrape and slide over my smooth bare soles.
“Still don't know anything?” the boss asks.
I am in hysterics still squealing and howling with laughter as the creatures keep on licking at my bare feet. They pull the animals away once more leaving me to gasp for air again.
“I start to think he really doesn't know anything,” I hear one say.
I hope this means they will stop but the boss is convinced I know something. More water is poured over my feet and I whimper and wail out trying to convince them I really do not know anything. But they just won't believe me and let the animals at my feet once more.
The creatures immediately start to lick my smooth bare soles once more. I howl and squeal out in hysterical laughter once more struggling wildly on the chair. I desperately try to move my feet of wriggle my toes but they are firmly tied down. I feel the animals tongues constantly scrape and slide over my smooth bare soles. It tickles intensely and I keep on howling out in hysterical laughter.
“Tell us what we want to know and it will stop,” the boss barks.
They pour more water over my feet again and I yelp out in dismay still trying to convince them I know nothing. The animals lick intensely tongues scraping mercilesly all over my smooth bare soles constantly. I squeal and howl in hysterical laughter the whole time wildly struggling on the chair.
Eventually I can take anymore and shout out I will tell them what I know as long as they take those cursed creatures away. The Sltharians all smile and take the animals away. I am gasping for air and start to tell them the things I know. They listen carefully and nod seeming very satisfied with the info I am giving.
When I told them all I know they speak in their own language again. After a short conversation the tongue dogs are taken away by one. Two of them walk to the side and both return with a small bucket. They sit at my feet and smile unnervingly as each pulls out a small stiff haired brush out of the bucket.
“Now that you have given us what we want we will do something for you,” the boss says. “These two will clean those sticky feet before we go.”
The two start to scrub my feet and I feel the stiff hairs scrape over my bare soles. It tickles heavily and I burst out in loud laughter once more. I squeal and howl out laughing begging them to stop desperadly trying to move my feet. My soles are still stretched out smooth and I feel the brushes scrub over intensely. I keep on howling out in hysterical laughter heavily struggling in the chair.
“I don't think he appreciates our service,” one mocks.
Both shake their head in fake dissapointment and keep on scrubbing my bare soles hard. I feel the stiff hairs scrape all over again and again and I keep on howling out laughing. I still try to move my feet or wriggle myb toes eventhough I know it is useless.
“That's it boys clean them good,” the boss sniggers.
Relentlessly they scrape the stiff brushes all over my stretched out smooth bare soles. All I can do is squeal and howl out in hysterical laughter until they finally stop. I moan and whimper softly gasping for air. I feel weak shifting weakly on chair. The boss smiles and speaks to the others in their own language again. They nod and leave the room swiftly.
“Well we know enough to take action,” the boss informs me. “So we leave now.”
Afer a while the others come back and inform the boss everything is ready. One walks over and I see he ius holding a strange device. It is a large board supporting small stiff haired brushes. It is placed infront of my feet brushes pointing at my stretched out bare soles. I whimper nervously shifting on the chair fearing what the thing does.
“Now I know you people have a system for locating lost officers,” the boss says. “But I think it will be a while before they will find you.”
I whimper as the others laugh loudly the boss smiling.
“So we leave you with a little surprise,” the boss continues. “We use this to swiftly clean the animals but it should make for a fun effect on those ticklish soles.”
One flips a switch and the brushes start to rotate rapidly. I yelp out in dismay begging them to stop. With a smile one of them pushes the board closer letting the brushes touch my feet. I squeal and howl out in hysterical laughter once more as I feel the stiff hairs scrub scrape and brush my smooth bare soles intensely.
It tickles immensely and I am wildly struggling on the chair. The brushes relentlessly scrub and scrape over my bare soles leqaving me in hysterics squealing and howling out in loud laughter. I beg them to take the thing away but they all just smile as they leave me in ticklish agony.
I am alone now still howling out in loud laughter as the brushes keep on tormenting my smooth bare soles. I laugh and squeal out in agony and wonder how long it will take for them to find me. And what state I will be in when they eventually do.
The End
Hope you like it
I look at my scanners and notice a strange reading. I am in a distant part of space and all these planets should be desolated. Yet my scanners show life forms on one of the small planets. As an officer of the Intergalactic Space Police it is my duty to investigate. So I set a course to where the signals are coming from and fly away.
I decend to the surface of the planet and land on a clear spot between the rocks. It is a desolate place rocky surface large blocks and boulders. My instruments show a breathable atmosphere so I do not need my helmet. I leave my ship and causiously step onto the planets surface. I shut the ship and look at my pocket radar.
It shows where the signals are coming from and I start to walk towards some large rocks in the distance. The signal is getting stronger the closer I get to the large rocks so I slowly make my way over. I pull out my lazergun and approach the rocks slowly. I investigate the rock but I see nothing out of the ordinary.
Then I notice a small trap door between two of the smaller rocks. I take a closer look and see it has a small handle. To my surprise the door opens when I pull on the handle. I look down and see a dark hole ladder bolted to the side. After a moment I decide to investigate and slowly make my way down the ladder. I reach the end and find myself in a dark tunnel.
Causiously I walk deeper into the tunnel lazergun ready. My pocket radar shows the signal is getting stronger. I see a faint light in the distance and I keep on following the tunnel towards it. I hear the faint sounds of animals scurring around. I rerach the end of the tunnel and enter a small cave like room.
It is dimly lid and I see two other exits. The animal noises come from one of these holes and I slowly walk over. In the next cave like room I find large cages with strange creatures inside. They are small sturdy lizzard like animals and I recognise them as so called tongue dogs. These creatures are quite rare and very valuable for trade.
In fact they are often illigally traded and a special unit of the department is secretly investigating a large criminal organisation of smugglers. Apperantly I have stumbled upon one of their secret hide-outs. I have to act fast and check my radio. As I feared I am to deep underground to have any reception.
I want to turn back when I hear a loud voices from the other room. I hide behind one of the cages as best as I can and hold still. Two large humanoid aliens walk in and see they are Slitharians a inteligent reptilian race. They speak a strange language I do not understand and try to keep hidden behind the cage as they have the reputation of being quite strong and not to fond of the Space Police.
The two remain at the entrance of the room talking to each other when suddenly a third one appears. He speaks loudly gesturing heavily and seems rather alarmed. I then realise I have left the hatch open and this one must have discovered. All three are now looking atound the room clearly searching.
“Whoever you are, you better come out now,” one of the aliens shouts in English.
I am not surprised he speaks English for it has become one of the major languages when space travel began. I remain silent still hiding hoping they somehow won't notice me. After a few moments one nods to the other two. They walk into the room and spread out while he stays at the exit. I look around me but as I feared see no other way out than the hole I came in. I try to back up as far as I can but I am trapped. I have my lazergun ready and try to figure out a way to escape.
Maybe I can shoot the one at the exit and sprint past the other two. I wait for the right moment as I aim for the one at the hole. I take a deep breath and fire my lazergun. A red flash and beam shoot out and hits the alien full on his chest. I hear loud screams from the aliens and I dart forward.
I run towards the exit ans see to my surprise the alien is still standing infront of it. He smiles as he sees me running towards him and blocks the way. I decide to take my chance and try to ram him out of the way. I collide with the guy and it feels as if I hit a brick wall. I stumble backwards and fall to the ground as I hear the alien laugh loudly.
“You have no clue who we are, have you,” the alien sneers. “We Slitharians are well adept to tackle you puny Police Officers.”
I had heard the stories but found them all a bit far fetched. But it seems these guys really are immune to our lazers and are as tough as they say. The other two have now walked over and I am surrounded by three alien criminals.
I reluctantly get up and one takes my lazergun away. They pull my arms behind my back and bind them tightly with some rope.
“Let's take him to the boss,” one of them says.
I am forced to walk out of the room and they lead me trough the other hole. We walk trough another tunnel and come to a small door. The door is opened and we enter another cave like room. I see more cages with tongue dogs. Another Slitharian stands in the centre looking at us smiling.
“What is this then?” he asks surprised. “I did not know we had a visitor.”
The boss looks at me and straight away recognises my uniform as one of the Intergalactic Space Police. I am forced to sit on a large chair my hands tied tightly to the the back rest. I struggle heavily but I am secured firmly not going anywhere.
“We found him at the cages boss,” one of them says. “You think we have been discovered.”
The boss looks at me and shakes his head.
“They would have send more men,” the boss replies. “But he might know more about that investigation.”
I startle a bit wondering how they know about that. In fact even I don not know much but have picked up some things here and there. I remain silent and watch them all stand before me.
“Well do you know anything?” the boss now says to me.
I say nothing just keep on wathcong them closely. They start to talk in their own language and I can't understand what they say. Then the boss nods and the other three grin unnervingly.
“Okay boys test him then,” the boss says. “Let's see if we can get some info out of him.”
I don't know what they are on about testing me for what I wonder. Two of them are now at my feet and grab my legs. I yelp out as they pull of my boots and take off my socks leaving me barefoot. They have my ankles in a tight grip and I watch them nervously.
The two start to run their fingers lightly over my bare soles nails scratching and scraping over. It tickles immensely and I giggle and whimper loudly wriggling my toes. I struggle heavily squirming on the chair as they keep on scribbling their fingers all. My giggles turn to loud laughter quickly and I am squealing out loudly as I feel their nails relentlessly scratch and scrape over my bare soles.
“Seems he passes the test boys,” the boss calls out.
They stop and I am breathing deeply as they all smile broadly at me. One brings a large wooden beam set on four short legs. It is placed in front of me and they raise my legs. My feet are set on top legs stretched in front of me ans they tie my ankles tightly to the beam. I struggle and squirm but realise my feet are secured firmly.
“Fetch two of our merchandise boys,” the boss says. “I will explain this officer why they are called tongue dogs.”
The three goons leave and the boss starts telling me about these animals. He tells me these creatures feed on minerals they extract from wet surfaces. They lick it off using special tongues covered with microscopic hairs. I get nervous now fully understanding where this is going. The goons return to of them holding one of the animals one with two small stools.
The boss starts to pour water over my bare feet making me hiss as it feels cold. My feet are drenched soaking wet and the stools are set in front of me. I look at them all again as they still grin broadly.
“As you might have guessed your feet are soaking with mineral rich water,” the boss says. “Tell us what you know or we let these two hungry creatures feed off your soles.”
I whimper loudly telling them I do not know a thing that investigation but they do not believe me. The tongue dogs are set on the stools and I watch them at my feet. They immediately start to lick at the water thick tongues sliding over my bare soles. It feels horrible and tickles immensely and I burst out laughing.
I squeal and howl out in hysterical laughter heavily struggling on the chair. The tongues slide and scrape over my bare soles over and over again. I keep on howling out laughing and gasping for air. I struggle and twist on the chair fiercely wriggling my toes and flexing my feet.
The Slitharians smile and snigger as they let the animals relentlessly lick my feet. I am in hysterics squealing howling and wailing out with loud laughter. I try to convince them I do not know anything. After a while they pull the creatures back and I am gasping air moaning and whimpering.
“Well anything to say yet,” the boss asks but I keep on telling them I do not know what they want.
They pour more water over my feet and I whimper in dismay. They let loose the animals who start to lick feverishly at my feet straight away. I feel their tongues scrape and slide over my bare soles once more tickling incredibly. I burst out in loud laughter again squealing and howling out heavily wriggling my toes.
Relentlessly the creatures explore every inch of my bare soles with their tongues. I struggle and squirm on the chair but I am tied down firmly. The tongues tickle immensely as the creatures lick the water off my feet. All I can do is laugh loudly gasping for air wailing and whimpering out.
“Ready to talk yet,” the boss yells out.
Between howls of laughter I try to convince them I do not know anything. They let the animals lick my feet for a while again and I am in hysterics howling and squealing with laughter. I wriggle my toes heavily struggling on the chair desperately trying to move my feet away.
“Those toes are getting anoying,” I hear one say irritated.
They pull the creatures away leaving me gasping for air again. I am whimpering and breathing deeply as I watch two of them at my feet. They tie a string around each of my big toes and pull them back. My toes bend back stretching out my soles smooth and tight. The strings are tied off and I realise I have now even less movement in my feet making it tickle all the more intensely.
More water is poured over my feet and they let the animals at my feet again. I try to beg and plead but before I know it I feel those horrible tongues again. They scrape and slide over and over my now smooth tight bare soles. It tickles so much and I am laughing hysterically squealing shrieking and howling out.
I try to move my toes and feet but the ropes and strings hold my toes back and feet firmly in place. It tickles extremely as I feel the tongues of the creatures relentlessly scrape and slide over my smooth bare soles.
“Still don't know anything?” the boss asks.
I am in hysterics still squealing and howling with laughter as the creatures keep on licking at my bare feet. They pull the animals away once more leaving me to gasp for air again.
“I start to think he really doesn't know anything,” I hear one say.
I hope this means they will stop but the boss is convinced I know something. More water is poured over my feet and I whimper and wail out trying to convince them I really do not know anything. But they just won't believe me and let the animals at my feet once more.
The creatures immediately start to lick my smooth bare soles once more. I howl and squeal out in hysterical laughter once more struggling wildly on the chair. I desperately try to move my feet of wriggle my toes but they are firmly tied down. I feel the animals tongues constantly scrape and slide over my smooth bare soles. It tickles intensely and I keep on howling out in hysterical laughter.
“Tell us what we want to know and it will stop,” the boss barks.
They pour more water over my feet again and I yelp out in dismay still trying to convince them I know nothing. The animals lick intensely tongues scraping mercilesly all over my smooth bare soles constantly. I squeal and howl in hysterical laughter the whole time wildly struggling on the chair.
Eventually I can take anymore and shout out I will tell them what I know as long as they take those cursed creatures away. The Sltharians all smile and take the animals away. I am gasping for air and start to tell them the things I know. They listen carefully and nod seeming very satisfied with the info I am giving.
When I told them all I know they speak in their own language again. After a short conversation the tongue dogs are taken away by one. Two of them walk to the side and both return with a small bucket. They sit at my feet and smile unnervingly as each pulls out a small stiff haired brush out of the bucket.
“Now that you have given us what we want we will do something for you,” the boss says. “These two will clean those sticky feet before we go.”
The two start to scrub my feet and I feel the stiff hairs scrape over my bare soles. It tickles heavily and I burst out in loud laughter once more. I squeal and howl out laughing begging them to stop desperadly trying to move my feet. My soles are still stretched out smooth and I feel the brushes scrub over intensely. I keep on howling out in hysterical laughter heavily struggling in the chair.
“I don't think he appreciates our service,” one mocks.
Both shake their head in fake dissapointment and keep on scrubbing my bare soles hard. I feel the stiff hairs scrape all over again and again and I keep on howling out laughing. I still try to move my feet or wriggle myb toes eventhough I know it is useless.
“That's it boys clean them good,” the boss sniggers.
Relentlessly they scrape the stiff brushes all over my stretched out smooth bare soles. All I can do is squeal and howl out in hysterical laughter until they finally stop. I moan and whimper softly gasping for air. I feel weak shifting weakly on chair. The boss smiles and speaks to the others in their own language again. They nod and leave the room swiftly.
“Well we know enough to take action,” the boss informs me. “So we leave now.”
Afer a while the others come back and inform the boss everything is ready. One walks over and I see he ius holding a strange device. It is a large board supporting small stiff haired brushes. It is placed infront of my feet brushes pointing at my stretched out bare soles. I whimper nervously shifting on the chair fearing what the thing does.
“Now I know you people have a system for locating lost officers,” the boss says. “But I think it will be a while before they will find you.”
I whimper as the others laugh loudly the boss smiling.
“So we leave you with a little surprise,” the boss continues. “We use this to swiftly clean the animals but it should make for a fun effect on those ticklish soles.”
One flips a switch and the brushes start to rotate rapidly. I yelp out in dismay begging them to stop. With a smile one of them pushes the board closer letting the brushes touch my feet. I squeal and howl out in hysterical laughter once more as I feel the stiff hairs scrub scrape and brush my smooth bare soles intensely.
It tickles immensely and I am wildly struggling on the chair. The brushes relentlessly scrub and scrape over my bare soles leqaving me in hysterics squealing and howling out in loud laughter. I beg them to take the thing away but they all just smile as they leave me in ticklish agony.
I am alone now still howling out in loud laughter as the brushes keep on tormenting my smooth bare soles. I laugh and squeal out in agony and wonder how long it will take for them to find me. And what state I will be in when they eventually do.
The End
