”Carla nodded. “Yes, that’s what it feels like. And to be afraid of us, that would imply they see us as a superior force, or at least a force th...t could hurt them.”Fatima replied with a question. “Your opinion then, on how we proceed?”Carla thought for a moment. “I think our current number here is about right. If we add more people and Aggie’s abductors somehow know about it, that will seem even more like an invasion. Thank God they took Aggie’s Leophone. They took her gear too. There’s a. . no, no, what am I thinking?! I’m not imposing on him. That’s.. that’s moving too fast with things, anyways. I’d be alone in his hotel room with him… Her face turned red, and she frowned, shaking her head. No no no no, not going there. Besides, I haven’t showered, what if I smell, even a little bit? she worried self-consciously. Fantasizing is one thing.. and this is completely another. I really do want to see him again, but not like this, under these circumstances. If I ever do, erm, visit. Every scratch had swollen and felt hot to the touch. Master continued to rinse off my body. When I was finally clean and the bleeding had abated, he sprayed the affected areas with a non-stinging antiseptic. He had me sit up and take an antihistamine, knowing that if the scratches started to itch, I could injure myself even more. Paul had had medical training and knew how to proceed. He applied liquid bandages where necessitated. Three ?scratches? were actually tears that would have required. "I don't want to," Steve said."Take it off," Mistress Brianna instructed, her tone sterner.Steve, ever so professionally, unhooked the bra from behind his backand Mistress Brianna smiled at the brief, habitual action. He then letthe bra fall from his arms to the floor. His hands instinctivelyraised to cover his-"What cute tits you have," Mistress Brianna noted."I do not have tits," he argued."Lower your hands."Steve did as he was told. Remember, he thought. Steve....Even though Ihave a little.