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Don and Marion were waiting at the Newcastle airport and drove Karla and Doug back to the castle with them. The others in the large Los Angeles party formed a caravan of vehicles and followed. When they arrived, Barbara Sloan took over and acted as hostess while the Whitfields and the Queen, along with Paula, met in the library. Mary and Ann, who had earlier arrived with Paula from Prague, were settling Mike and Mark, while the two pairs of tigers were having their own joyful reunion.
Queen Elizabeth was on her feet when Karla entered. Taking the girl by her arms, Liz just held her and looked at her. “If I wasn’t seeing it with my own eyes, I would not believe it,” she said. “Queen Karla, when I first met you, I thought you were one of the most beautiful women in the world. But today... ! your former beauty pales into insignificance. Could I see you bare?”
In an instant Karla was bare and standing proudly in her golden nudity. Then Elizabeth smiled warmly and said, “Clearly, married life becomes you.” Then she raised an eyebrow and said, “However, Duchess of Newcastle, I gave you an assignment for your honeymoon. Do you remember?”
Karla just grinned, dropped to her knees, spread them wide and opened her mouth.
“I’ll be damned!” Elizabeth mused. “I can’t quite make out the pattern on the carpet, but I do see some light.” Shaking her head, with an amused grin on her face the Queen said, “Karla Whitfield, you are just too much!”
Liz helped Karla to her feet, and continued to hold both her hands as she changed the tone of the conversation. “When we first met at Buckingham Palace, you will recall I upset my equerries by greeting you as Queen Carla of Bohemia. It appears my greeting was just a few months premature. But now your people have corrected the record, and I couldn’t be more pleased!”
Moving into the Queen’s arms, Karla hugged her tightly and whispered, “But, Your Majesty, I’m so scared!” Then she moved away just far enough to be able to look into Liz’s eyes and said, “You were trained almost from birth in the duties of a monarch. But what about me? I don’t know anything... !” she wailed as she hugged Elizabeth tightly and cried on her shoulder.
The Queen comforted her, led her to a sofa and sat down beside her. Then she nodded to Paula who was standing beside a television set with a controller in her hand. “I think you should see a few things, Karla,” Liz said softly. “Paula brought some tape from Prague that you really should see.”
Gently she lifted Karla’s head from her shoulder so she could see the screen, too. When she nodded, Paula pushed the Play button and the television set came to life.
The first scene was an interview with a lovely little girl. It was Karla Kosta Koenig. Seeing her, Karla sat up in her seat to better hear what the little girl was saying. Meanwhile, Paula quietly translated for the Queen. The reporter asked the little girl what she thought about Karla becoming Queen of Bohemia.
The little girl replied, “I think it’s absolutely wonderful! And guess what? I am offering my life to her service. You see, sir, had it not been for Queen Karla, I would already be dead. My life’s ambition is to sacrifice my life to save hers. She is so sweet and loving—”
“Stop it!” Karla screamed with tears flowing from her eyes. Paula instantly hit the Pause button on the controller and just looked at Karla who, in turn, was looking at the image of the little girl now frozen on the screen. Talking to the little girl’s image she said, “My darling, you can’t be serious! Your whole life is ahead of you. Why on earth would you want to sacrifice yours for mine?”
“Do you really want to know?” Paula asked softly. “If you do, just watch the tape.” With that she restarted the tape deck.
“She is so sweet and loving,” the little Karla continued. “But that’s not all. You see, sir, her whole life has been dedicated to the people of our country. Never does she think of herself. She thinks only of us and what’s best for us. She wants the Czech people...” she grinned and corrected herself, “the Bohemian people ... to be as good as they possibly can be in the sight of Almighty God.
“But she’s really one of a kind. She must be protected at all costs, because there’s no one else like her. That’s why we want her to be our ruler. We love her and we trust her. We know she will do only things that are good for us and good for our nation because they will be pleasing in God’s eyes. That’s why I want to offer my life to protect hers.”
Karla just sat staring at the now-blank screen. Paula said softly, “That little girl just summarized the plebiscite, Karla. The people swept everything else aside and are giving you a blank pad to write on. They’re confident you will do the right thing. And so am I!”
Spinning around toward Liz, Karla pleaded, “Tell them they’re wrong! You know better than anyone how a ruler can misrule. Tell them not to do it. They’ll listen to you.”
“Karla,” Elizabeth said softly, “it must be the hand of God Himself, because your people are doing exactly the right thing. Now tell me what you’re going to do. What about taxes, for example?” The Queen thought that focusing on specific tasks might serve to overcome Karla’s inchoate fears.
“We’re going to have a flat tax,” Karla replied. “There will be a large exemption for each person in the family, and a flat rate — I guess 18 percent to start — beyond that. There will be no tax on business, savings, or capital gains, nor will there be any inheritance taxes.”
Looking at Liz she said, “That sounds pretty dumb, doesn’t it?”
“No,” the Queen said quietly, “it sounds rather brilliant to me. What about transport?”
“I’m going to privatize everything that isn’t nailed down. Initially, there are going to be a lot of people out of work when we shutter all the ministries, but our basic infrastructure is really creaky. We need new roads, bridges, sewer and water systems, sewage treatment plants ... everything. That’s all got to be built or rebuilt and the work will provide a lot of jobs while the rest of the country gets cranked up. I plan on having a Ministry of Defense, a Home Ministry with public works and public safety in it. That will include the police. Oh! I guess we have to have a Foreign Ministry, Finance Ministry and Justice Ministry, too.”
“What about the courts?” the Queen prodded.
“We’ll have local courts, of course,” Karla replied. Then holding her head up she said, “I’m going to act as the Supreme Court myself, for a while at least.”
She paused and then added, “Pretty egotistical, isn’t it?”
“No, darling. It’s very wise,” Liz said. Then she slowly shook her head and said, “Queen Karla, you are going to stand Europe on its collective head. But what about social security and social welfare programs? They’re bankrupting most of Europe right now.”
“We’re going to have medical and retirement IRA’s like they’re talking about in the States. The people can manage the money themselves and buy the medical care they need. I want my people writing checks to the people and facilities they want to use, not the ones some bureaucrats in Prague want them to use. As for the elderly and infirm, they represent a national obligation. We’ll continue to provide for their care.”
“Utterly unbelievable!” Elizabeth exclaimed. Then with a grin she added, “Is there room for an unemployed queen? I just may abdicate my throne and move to Bohemia. It sounds like it’s going to be a really neat place to be.”
Then Karla asked Paula, “What is the reaction of the government people — or the former government people?”
“About what you would expect, Your Majesty...” Paula began. She stopped when she saw Karla’s eyebrow raised. “Well, what can I call you? I certainly can’t call you Karla...”
“And why not? I really do prefer it to ‘turkey’ which is your favorite term. Of course it’s not as friendly as ‘dumb blonde’ or ‘dumb bitch.’” Karla appeared to be thinking for a moment and then added, “I guess ‘Karla’ ought to be okay.”
Then she took Paula into her arms and kissed her with all of her power unleashed. A tribute to Paula was that, although she became light-headed from the power of Karla’s love, joy and grace, she didn’t faint.
When they finally eased apart, Paula just shook her head to clear it.
With her eyes wide she said, “Paula, make it ‘Karla.’ Please?”
“All I can say, Karla, is that the people have no idea of what they’re really getting. You are the finest thing that could possibly happen to a nation. And it’s pretty obvious that Her Brittanic Majesty agrees with me.”
“I certainly do,” Elizabeth said. “And I hope I made that clear earlier.”
Paula continued with her response. “But to your question, darling Karla, the response is what you might expect. The few people in the ministries who really make things work are cheering. The rest are pretty glum.” She grinned and then shook her head in feigned sadness, “What a stinking shame! After all these years, they might actually have to work for a living.”
“Which one or ones do you want, Paula?” Karla asked softly. “But you can’t have more than three ministries, at least not at the beginning.”
“Karla Whitfield, get serious!” Paula exclaimed. “I barely graduated from high school...”
“And the Prime Minister awarded you the Civilian Medal of Honor, turkey, for exemplary service to the nation,” Karla interrupted. Then airily she added, “Or would you rather I have you beheaded?”
Paula studied the girl closely and managed to smother a grin. “And you would do it, too! Just for spite. I can tell.” Then she stuck out her tongue and added, “But if you cut off my head, I’ll never speak to you again!”
Then she said softly, “Could ... could ... could Fred stay on at the Home Ministry? He’s really doing a good job. John Wulf is really doing a very fine job at the Finance Ministry. His people are the ones who worked out the changeover from our present social security system to the one you’re proposing, darling—”
“But how could he possibly?” Karla asked, utterly astonished. “There is no new system, nor even an idea for one, until a few moments ago!”
Now looking very embarrassed, Paula replied softly, “Because I told him it would be your new system. It’s the obvious way to go—”
“For the most brilliant civil servant in the world, perhaps, but it’s certainly not obvious to everyone,” Karla interrupted. “Now, back to my question. Which ministries do you want?”
“May I just stay where I am?” she asked softly. “I ... I think I can better serve you there than anywhere else.”
Karla had agreed with some reluctance when Ann and Mary appeared. To the surprise of everyone, they stood before Karla and made perfect court curtsies, then dropped to their knees before her. Initially, Karla thought they were teasing, but looking into their eyes as they remained kneeling before her, she wasn’t at all sure.
“What are you doing down on your knees?” she demanded. “You’re my sisters, for Heaven’s sake!”
“But you are our sovereign,” Ann replied softly.
“But I’m naked!” Karla nearly screamed.
“You are our sovereign,” Mary repeated.
Turning to Elizabeth, Karla said, “Liz, could you help me? Please? What’s going on? Why are they acting this way?”
“Do you really want to know?” Liz replied. When Karla eagerly nodded, she said, “Let me tell you what my daughter, Anne, said. And she was speaking of all three of you when she said it. She said that she watched you carefully to try to see what you did and how you did it. ‘Mother, for years and years I’ve heard the phrase, “to the manor born.” But until I met Karla, Mary and Ann, I never really knew what it meant.
“‘If the royal families on the continent had behaved with a tiny fraction of the caring and love that those three exude, they would still be sitting on their thrones. And you know something else, Mother?’ she asked. ‘They probably wouldn’t have to contend with parliaments, either.’
“And you know something else, Karla?” Elizabeth concluded. “She was absolutely right!”
Hearing the Queen’s words, Karla dropped to her knees, wrapped her arms around Mary and whispered, “I’ve missed you so!” Then she melted her lips to Mary’s and unleashed her full power. Mary did the same thing, and everyone else could actually see the electricity the two generated. Finally easing away, Karla did the same thing when she turned to Ann who was kneeling beside Mary.
When the three stood up, Ann held Karla in her arms and just slowly shook her head. “Never in all of history has a woman looked as beautiful as you do right now, Karla. You are utterly gorgeous!”
“But what if my loyal subjects could see me this way?” Karla asked.
“They would adore you even more than they do now,” Mary responded. “Darling, don’t you see? You are one of them! You suffered for them! And they know it. But at the same time, as Her Majesty so correctly pointed out, you are utterly regal.
“Karla Whitfield, you should see yourself this instant. You are stark naked, yet you would be identified as a reigning monarch by anyone who entered this room. It’s in your genes, darling sister!”
Karla slipped on her bikini, shrugged into her dress and Doug quickly zipped it up for her. Since her hair was still in its urchin cut, she just shook her head hard and again it looked perfect. Then she sat down in a wing chair in preparation for a talk with the girls about an idea she just had, when Susie materialized before her.
To Karla’s embarrassment, Susie executed a perfect court curtsy and said, “Good afternoon, Your Majesty!”
“Would you please knock off the shit, Susie Sloan!” Karla screamed. “I may have to take it from my sisters, but I certainly expect better from you! An archangel, for Heaven’s sake, sitting at the right hand of God Almighty, bowing to me? Have you had the water checked up there lately? Susie Sloan, you’re losing it completely!”
Susie’s face had remained completely impassive while Karla had been storming. “Are you finished yet?” she inquired softly. Her quiet words had the desired effect on Karla who sagged back into her chair like a punctured balloon.
“Did you notice something different, Your Majesty?” she asked softly.
Karla looked at Susie carefully and slowly shook her head. “No, I didn’t,” she replied. “Other than the fact that you’re wearing a lovely dress ... And even a double strand of pearls.” Finally Karla concluded, “No, Susie, I don’t. Except you’re even more lovely than you usually are. So what is different?”
“What’s different is that I appeared without having been called,” Susie replied. “I haven’t done this in an awfully long time. Now why do you suppose that is?” Again Karla just shook her head. “It’s an effort to give you a different point of view. Are you interested?”
“Of course I’m interested,” Karla replied. “How could I not be?”
“The Boss thinks it’s absolutely the neatest thing He’s ever heard of. He’s beside himself with joy. And the King and Queen of Bohemia? Good grief! They are virtually jumping up and down constantly, they’re so happy. In fact, I don’t think they’ve sat down since the plebiscite was held.” Then with a little grin she added, “Now why don’t you tell the twins what’s in store for them?”
“Susie, I have no—”
“Bullshit! — sorry, Boss, but things are starting to get out of hand — You know darned well what you were going to do. Now do it!” Susie interjected.
“Before I do anything,” Karla replied with her nose in the air, “I have to confer with my better half.” Turning to Doug she said, “Darling, over the last months I’ve come to trust your judgment with my life. And I have, in fact. What do you think? After all, before Almighty God Himself, I swore to love, honor, and obey! What should I do?”
“Darling, there’s no decision to make,” Doug said, speaking up for the first time. “You must serve your people. It’s in your genes. You suffered unspeakable torture for them! I know it. You know it. But most importantly, they know it! That’s why the people of Bohemia have done what they’ve done.”
He paused and then continued, “I vividly remember what Karl, the bell captain at the Ritz in Prague, said that first night: you are revered by your people. You are a walking saint in their eyes. They trust you to do the right thing for them! Now why don’t you just tell Ann and Mary what they’re going to bring to our little party?”
“What do I tell them?” she asked with a little grin.
“You tell them that one will handle all external affairs and national defense while the other looks after domestic affairs. You will occupy yourself by traveling around the country just talking to your subjects and ensuring that things are working properly,” he replied with the same grin on his face.
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Ethel hung by her wrists while Harry and Rob left to get some rest. She nodded off from time to time but the fog of her mind cleared she realized that other than when they punched her she actually enjoyed the way they that fucked her so hard and so brutally. She enjoyed the helpless feeling as they ravaged her body. She believed that she could talk to the two men and they would release her without too much more abuse. She was wrong.As Harry and Rob drove back out to the warehouse they talked...
Ethel hated her name. She was born during the tenure of I Love Lucy. The beloved Ethel Mertz from the television show was the bane of the real life Ethel's existence. There were the jokes about her having to marry Fred. There was only one Fred in her high school class. He wasn't her type; not even if he was the last man on earth. Ethel was every bit the epitome of her name. At five feet even her looks, dress and vocabulary mimicked the character she despised. Although she fought to break the...
Ethel's Pa was telling a story. "A man comes into the garage wanting a new horn for his Dodge. The old bulb was torn. Well, we have horns; but they don't fit his brackets..." "What did he want with a horn?" Ma asked. "Dodge cars don't need them. They have 'Dodge, Brothers' written clearly on the front." "Oh, Nellie," Pa said, but -- at least -- he dropped the story. Ethel couldn't decide which was worse, Ma's jokes or Pa's stories. Pa was fascinated by anything mechanical,...
Damn Katherine and her classy fashion sense... Once again my Mother-in-law had a new skirt suit which would work for brunch, mother-of-the-bride or some other fancy occasion, it was simply lovely. Tonight was one of those other occasions. The suit was perfect for the work awards dinner that my wife Veronica has dragged me too. Katherine, on the other hand, who was looking just so, was all too happy to attend. Katherine's suit is simply irresistible to me. The color, the style,...
Let me say right up front that Gunther was definitely not a young man.I knew he had been around the Santa operation at the North Pole long before I arrived with my bright ideas for cost reduction. I was called in to promote increased toy production by the easily distracted Elves. Those little imps preferred being silly rather than busy little workers focused on their quotas like dedicated employees. As a small-sized human male, I was able to relate easily to the female Elves because they liked...
Fantasy & Sci-Fifrom my supernatural~romantic novel set in Regency England from the diary of Betsy Corning, Darlington, England, September 1815 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am undone! I have given into temptation and trod the left-hand path. I did not tarry there long, I yet have a semblance of a conscience. But little good will it do me – I will be punished for it sooner or later. But oh, should any ladies read this, perhaps you, at least, will understand what provocation I had endured and grant me some...
When we entered the dining salon, all conversation stopped. I had changed from my travel clothes earlier, but was still in black. Esther was in a peach colored evening gown. As I said before, she was ravishing. Martha and Hatty walked behind us in their evening gowns. It was plain that everyone wondered who this girl was with the Royal Executioner and the Guild Master for companions. Certainly most of the apprentices and the other Guild members had not met, or been introduced to Esther. None...
“Are the statements, that the Lord Executioner made, true?” the Village Chief demanded sternly. “Yes, Un ... Uncle,” the young man finally answered very quietly. “A week in the stocks,” the Village Chief pronounced, “and the same for those two friends of yours.” The Village Chief then turned to me to apologize. “I am sorry I doubted you, Lord Executioner. It would appear that I need to pay closer attention to what is going on with the workers in the fields.” “An excellent idea,” I replied,...
"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in...
Esther III ? by: TamarainRubber Even though we knew we were going to be late for Lisa's party, we couldn't keep our hands off each other. For the next hour or so we grabbed each other like wild cats in heat. Her breasts heaving and her lungs gasping for oxygen, Esther still found the energy to warn me not to cum. At some point she did pull my cock out from behind my rubber bloomers and shoved every inch into her mouth. The clothes she had dressed me in only made me harder and,...
The next day I was in full Katherine mode from the moment I unlocked her door. I greeted Sunshine just like Katherine did, using the same tone of voice and gestures. Of course Sunshine reacted just she would with her female owner. As soon as I took her for a short walk and fed her, I went straight to my bedroom, well after the prior day I felt so much more comfortable there, I wanted it to be my bedroom. I took a shower and shaved everything again. I didn't know how I was going to...
Hope you like Esther's latest installment! ESTHER FOUR By TamarainRubber I obediently followed Esther down the long narrow hallway that led into an enormous room filled with the sounds of clinking glasses, soft whispers and a bevy of leather-clad women and men dolled up as maids, rubber babies, and crossdressing sluts like me. Strangely enough (and very much to my pleasure), there was little if any evidence of the S&M parties I had only read about, but never...
The front door opened and again Frank came in, a little less dramatically than the day before but no less intimidating to me as I felt timid and weak dressed in my mother-in-laws things. Frank was half expecting me to be dressed as my normal slouchy male self, ready to put a stop to all this, but he was happy when he saw I didn't have the fortitude to do that. He actually smiled at me, "There's my little wife. That dress looks nice on you." I smiled back not knowing what to do, it...
Caroline dumped her books so loudly on the table that it caused Mike to look up momentarily from his laptop.“Hi, Caroline, I take it the tutorial didn’t go so well?”Caroline slumped onto the chair opposite him.“The pompous bitch basically told me to start again.”“Look I know nothing about art, I don’t even know what I like, but I do know that you know your stuff. Why don’t I get you a drink and we can talk about something else.”As Mike placed the two pints of beer down on the table, Caroline...
Fantasy & Sci-FiEsther sat on the side of the road, freezing, she feared that if she didn't find a place to stay soon, she probably freeze to death.Lately life had been pretty fucked up for Esther, both her parents had die before she could barley talk, and this year she had run away, because her foster parents were abusive.She had no one now, and was stranded on the side of the road. Esther picked herself off of the ground and started walking again, until a huge house came in sight. "Warmth." She said, she was...
When Esther had woken up the next morning laying next to Romeo, she almost freaked out, but the all of the memories from the night before flooded into her brain."Oh god." She sat up and looked at Romeo's sleeping figure next to her, his teal hair was tossed about the pillow, and he chest heaved up and down, Damn he is so hot, she thought, I acted kind of crazy last night, her face burned, ugh, what the fuck was wrong with her these days? She felt Romeo's body shift a little and her heart sped...
Esther II By TamarainRubber I had found the woman I had been dreaming about, hoping she would be my lover for years to come. Esther was the first real lady I had encountered who actually seemed to be honest about wanting to share my passions. I prayed that I would not be disappointed. From how she reacted, I didn't think I would be, but I was the planet's biggest skeptic. For the past four hours, Esther made me try on an incredibly sexy collection of female fetish wear that...
Chapter 1 – The Birth of a Goddess Zeke cracked his knuckles and spread out his fingers. They touched the black glass in front of him and the desk lit up. A white keyboard appeared and he started to type on the touchscreen desktop. His fingers bounced around the screen, typing across the keyboard of light. You see, Zeke was a genius beyond his years. He was currently eighteen and in his second year of college. His masterful mind crossed with a youth of video games made him into one of the...
"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said. ..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in this country...
Lesbian“You ready sweetie?” He blinked, as if coming out of a stupor and looked back to her, to Athena, her expression playful, but her body language pressing. It hadn’t been so much of a question as it had been an order. Meekly he looked back at the window, looking through his own reflection to the street outside. They didn’t have far to go, but the short walk from her limo to the Hotel’s lobby was lined by an eager group of camera-toting men, the dreaded paparazzi. “But… The photographers,...
He stood hugging himself tightly, not that it helped keep him warm anymore. The cold had long since seeped so far into him the only thing that kept him from running to find somewhere warm was the fear that, should he leave his spot, he’d return to find it taken and his chance of seeing her, Athena, gone forever. The singer Athena had caught the world by storm, nobody a year ago, the young woman had taken to the celebrity lifestyle like a duck to water and was now breaking records with her...
It was a warm night in Georgia when I arrived for a very special meeting, This was not about business but it was very important to him as he was coming to meet for the first time his internet “friend”. Shannon his friend was a very subservient women who was proud to be just who she was and although for this first meeting they had something a little different in mind to give her master a new experience. What she didn't know was that I had a surprise for her as well, he was a bit of a romantic...
Athena - 1 "Look at that stream! We should stop and go swimming!" Athena exclaimed as we barreled over a small bridge in the work van. I stop the van and put it in reverse and stop again, this time on top of the small bridge. I peer out of the window and gaze upon the stream. The water was crystal clear and as still as glass. I could see an almost perfect reflection of the trees on it's surface. "but we don't have bathing suits..." I responded. My response was flirty in...
Hypothermiaby oggbashan © Copyright Oggbashan April 2003 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.****************I have a fantasy of sharing a bed with two attractive young women preferably naked. Most adult males would share that fantasy. I never expected it to happen or if it...
There was something very special about Athena. I knew it right away from the moment we met. It was more than the fact that her hair framed her face like gilt around the most perfect of portraits. It was more than the fact that she took life as a game and played it. She was carefree without being spoiled. She was innocent without guile. She was unique. It was remarkable, really, that she was so enchanting, so child like, so incredibly unselfish. She had been born into wealth. Her father had...
Clothesline[This story is part of the Leather in Lawnville series.] Clothesline By DuskPetersonYou can tell a lot about a guy from where he shops. Take my friends, who have specialized tastes. Some of them spend their time at the hardware store, while others take an interest in our town's fabric shop, which has needles and pins that make them drool. Still others hang out at the department store, eyeing the cutlery collection. Somehow all of us end up rubbing shoulders at the town's jacket...
“I don't like it” Ian muttered before taking a sip of his jet black coffee. “Don't like what?” Marco asked in between bites of his reheated chicken parmesan. The two sat in one of Athena Corp's many cafeterias. They were chatting over lunch, as they did most days. The talk of fellow co-workers buzzed around them. It was a cacophony of commiseration over the many drastic changes to the corporate hierarchy in recent weeks. “What do you think I'm talking about?!? The shakeup! The layoffs....
Once a upon a time, a long long time ago yesterday in fact. Today I began my plan to catch the elusive one. The one who rescues clothespins from clotheslines. The plan was a simple one to string up 7 clotheslines facing the wind knowing that if she was near that she might hear the cries of the clothespins. Now that the 7 lines were up I just had to wait and hope the wind would do it's job and carry the cries of the clothespins. This quest started years ago when I first put a clothespin on my...