Tom was right on with his guess as to where the “panel bees” were coming in from (an old vent inside a cupboard) that we’d find up in the kitchen ceiling’s opaque panels. I shined a light up to the screen he used to cap off the bottom of the pipe and could see 5 dead yellow jackets. 

Love what these target ads come up with based on the words in my journals. For “panel bees” it’s bee repellent and solar panels. What would they advertise to me for The People in the Hill? Those are the dead bodies that live in the cemetery on the hill. 

Anyway, what is it with me and sex dreams lately? Most of my dreams are short and vague, but this one was rather long and detailed and it involved Adonis and Nane. 

Adonis, a good cyber friend in Amsterdam, bought me for 10k and rented me out for a fee to whatever horny guys wanted to have sex with me. I must’ve been young and thin again, LOL. The whole thing was really taking its toll on me physically and I asked Nane to hide me out at her place one night when she showed up with some guys for “service.” Or maybe she actually bought me for the night, IDK. 

I begged her to let me stay with her since I didn’t see any other way out and she said, “I can’t. Slaves cost 10k and I don’t have 10k. Even if I did, I couldn’t get enough female customers, as you would prefer, to make up that amount fast enough, let alone a profit.” 

I tried to convince Nane she didn’t need to buy or sell me and that I’d clean her house for her if she let me stay in a room of the two-story house she had, but she decided I wasn’t worth saving and she didn’t need a housekeeper bad enough. So I knew I had to come up with some other plan of escape. 

I was heading downstairs one day when Nane was at work and saw Adonis peering in a window. He had a silk shirt on that was mostly unbuttoned. I realized he must suspect Nane was hiding me out and then I woke up as I was crouching in a corner somewhere and hoping he didn’t break in, as I wasn’t “all paid for” yet.