“I’ve never had more than one…but I’d like to find out.”“That’s the spirit!”She stepped back into the crowd, seeming to *********** pe...ple at random. At her touch on their parts, they began making their way toward me through the throng of people, many of whom were self-stimulating or playing with their neighbors as they watched.My heart started pounding as I realized that five people were walking toward me – three men and two women, although given the similarity of what they had between their. Stephanie felt amazing - the energy between her and the captain was stronger than ever, and she loved that they didn’t feel the need to compartmentalize into a work persona. Their guests could clearly see and feel that they were now a couple living their purpose in life, and she felt the magical integration of that choice flowing over the guests.Over their early dinner with their guests, Stephanie’s radiant aura and energy had continued to captivate them all. The conversation around the table. " Zaid remarked."For the flesh-peddling trade. Aside from vodka, it's his favorite thing. The mind-wiped slaves train downstairs in the club, learning to please men and women, but the actual reprogramming goes on upstairs. Sometimes he does it himself." Is he here now?" I couldn't tell you." she said. "He has his chauffeur drop him off and leave until he calls, and the place is shielded." Heavily." Zaid agreed. "Rather primitive shielding, though. How does he manage to do his reprogramming. ”I hung my head and muttered, “Yes, Mistress Mandy.”“That’s not how you answer a Mistress,” Mom yelled at me.Holly and I both stood up as straight as we could and loudly answered together, “Yes, Mistress Mandy.”“I assume,” Mom continued, “that you are supposed to report back to your Mistress shortly.”We again answered together, “Yes, Mistress Mandy.”“Then I will close with one final question,” Mom said. “This is for slave holly. Which of your parents is the slave, your father or your.