“So, where too?” “ Oh, not far – maybe 6-8 miles – go North on Culver and I’ll tell you when to turn” I kept looking down at them, hop...ng she didn’t catch on. She was oblivious as far as I could tell. I had pulled my seat all the way back and hers forward, so I could catch a profile view on the way. They didn’t really jiggle and bounce, even though that road is notoriously ill maintained and bumpy. The just kind of gave a heave and then plopped right back down over each bump. Damn! They must. "It's my stop soon", I said. "Look, I've really enjoyed talking to you. D'you think you'd maybe wanna-"."No", she said.Excuse me? Queue scritched record sound and everyone falling silent. I can honestly say I did not expect that. I had just enough time to register my surprise and to start heading toward disappointment before she continued."You're coming to mine."It was phrased as a bold statement, a command, but I could hear a slight trace of nervousness in her voice. Sally obviously had her. ." She paused, looked down, choking back her angeras her instinct for self preservation won out. pauses... biting "Your assessment that I am a sadist is wrong," he said, "a sadist is someonewho gets sexual pleasure from another's pain. Doing this to you gives me nosuch pleasure. It is a necessary part of teaching you the virtue of absoluteobedience to my will." She said nothing, looking at the floor and sobbing. "Now, would you like the clamps removed?" She sobbed, "Yes please...Master," she. "All I know is when my boss says frog I jump, if he says shit I ask what color. They don't tell peons like me anything. They just tell me to get my ass out here and start counting. Maybe they're setting up a big government assistance program and need an accurate count of how many disadvantaged subjects are going to be lifted out of their dreary lives into the light of the Empire's civilization." Right," the Master guffawed. "And I'm a three-balled billy-goat with his own harem of she-goats.".