TAKING CONTROL OF CJ-CHAPTER 2

The phone rang:
"BITCH! Where is the rest of this list? This is the day it is due. I hope it is ready. Email it to me. I will be verifying all the data and see if you bullshitted me on any of it. Look for new instructions in two days. Now, you didn't think I would come there but SURPRISE! We got the key (and you are DAMNED LUCKY it was there, BITCH), came in the garage door, disarmed the alarm, and came right in. Does she ALWAYS sit in that blue chair with the television on, glasses on, and sleeping? She seemed in a sound sleep! One of the crew said you have a REALLY nice basement too. Shit...we could live out of there.
Anyway, now you know, the plan. Now, from what you told me, her pussy is virgin territory. Now, the crew is anxious to have you fuck up. They REALLY are! They would like to help themselves to that hairy pork chop, to that virgin ass, and to 48DDD tits. Executing it wouldn't be hard, either. So, now BITCH, I am sure I have your FULL attention. FAX me the fucking list!...and tell Daddy thank you for taking control of your life. Daddy is giving you his all."
"THANK YOU DADDY! THANK YOU for taking over every part of my life. You won't be disappointed. I promise you that."
"I will be back to you in a few days. Enjoy the break!"
Click. The phone was dead.