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A couple of months went by, and Jenny began thinking she’d never hear from Lollo again. But one day, there was a letter for her. Her father opened it, and placed it in front of her.
“Dear, sweet Jenny,” it said,
I am so sorry I haven’t been in touch for such a long time, but you see I have been busy doing some knife-throwing work; if you remember?” Oh, how could she forget?
Now I want you to prepare yourself for my return. I will call your parents the day after you get this letter, asking their permission to take you on another road-trip. If they agree, I will see you Monday next week.
Until then; many kisses and hugs from your Lollo “
Today was Tuesday, so she had to be patient six more days and hope her parents allowed her to go.
“Six more days!” she thought. “The wait will be unbearable, because I don’t suppose she’ll let them tell me what they decided! But if there is a God, please let them say ‘yes’!”
Her father, having read the short letter over his daughter’s shoulder, asked: “You really want to go on this road-trip of hers; don’t you? Very well then, I’ll talk to your mother and see if we can’t work something out.”
The six days went by in a snails’ pace. She had guessed right in that her parents never once gave even the slightest hint as to what had been decided during the phone-conversation with Lollo. But it came as no great surprise when she rang the door-bell on the seventh day. Her parents quickly packed her things into the van Lollo was using, wherever they found an empty space.
Anita changed her daughter’s diaper for the last time for a while, they all went out, she sat in the front passenger seat, her parents said “Good-bye”, closed the door, and Lollo started the engine.
“So tell me,” Lollo said, “what have you been up to? Have your parents kept you diapered and your hands in those cuffs at all times, like I asked them to?”
Jenny sighed and hummed something through her gag, which could be interpreted as a “Yes, of course they have!”
“Oh, they have? Good; I honestly didn’t think they would!” Lollo was delighted.
“The next time we stop to change your diaper, I’ll take the gag out, and you can tell me everything; O. K?”
Later on that morning, Lollo looked at her watch and proclaimed it was high time for a pit stop. She stopped at a truck stop, turned off the engine and said:
“I’ll help you get in the back, and change your diaper. Then we’ll go and have a cup of coffee and maybe something to eat.”
There was just enough room for the two of them, when Jenny was lying on her back, but somehow Lollo managed to do as good a job as ever. Before they went in, she took the gag out and, over a cup of coffee and a burger for Lollo and a soda and burger for Jenny, she started talking about everything that had happened since they last saw one another.
“Well, let’s see,” Jenny started her account, “right after you left, everything went smoothly for a while. Then my parents started trying to get everything back to where it had been before I met you, but I wouldn’t let them. There was more than one, let’s call them heated, discussions, where they tried to make me stop at using the straps, gaggers and cuffs. They even hid them at one point. I told them I’d run away, if they ever tried doing that again! You should have seen their faces, when I told them that!”
“Mm, I can imagine!” Lollo said.
“Anyway, then Mike and Jimmy joined the discussion, in a typical boyish fashion; you know: “Oh; let her have it her way, for Heaven’s sake! She’ll soon grow tired of it, if you leave her alone. The more you argue with her, the more stubborn she’ll be!” That kind of settled the argument. They’ve been waiting for me to grow tired of being cuffed or strapped in all the time. But so far, I haven’t. That is kind of the short version of the events in my life up till now. I think, actually, they’re a bit glad I went with you, for however long this trip will be. So, I owe you a big ‘Thank you’ for saving me from them, and letting me once more have the kind of life I’ve come to enjoy so much.”
“I can almost see the scene in front of me,” Lollo laughed, “all five of you staring intensely at each other; angry as a colony of wasps whose nest has been overturned!
I, on the other hand,” she continued as she gagged Jenny, “have had the most terrible couple of months imaginable. After I left you, I got myself a new assistant; one which turned out to be ‘an assistant from hell’, one who couldn’t do anything right. She almost turned my knife-throwing act into a clown-act. Well, not ‘almost’, she actually did! So I’ve almost lost my livelihood, thanks to her. So I kicked her out and now we’re a team once more! I just hope it’s not too late to save my reputation.”
Jenny turned around and dared to look her straight in the eyes, her way of saying: “Don’t you worry. You’re with me now; remember? Together we’ll make everything O.K. once more.”
“Yeah, you’re right!” Lollo said. “Why worry? We’re a team now! And a damned good one, at that!”