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Chapter 22

When Linda, Sexpot and Trash were too tired to continue their
‘nap’, they got up looking for food. At first they wandered
about aimlessly, then Sexpot took over and directed them to
the large living area with all the Persian rugs down on the first
floor. There they found quite a spread of oysters, bread,
cheese, assorted snacks and champagne. What they didn’t find

was any signs of people. They had wandered around the
mansion for twenty minutes and never saw a soul. Eventually,
they all sat on the couch; Trash with his back against the arm,
Linda leaning against him with her head on his shoulder and
Sexpot sitting naked on the rim of her champagne glass,
kissing Linda and rubbing her breasts on Linda’s face lovingly
every time she took a sip. They found a projection screen TV

and relaxed to a Sci-fi movie.

The Watcher had seen it all, now. Nanosh seduced, a
threesome with a five-inch woman… no wonder the U.S.
Government was looking for these people. They performed
miracles. He looked through his black book until he found the
number of one Commander Conrad Polk, who would have
undoubtedly been given the task of finding these weirdo’s,
then called land left him an anonymous tip.