Carl was the practical sort."Just ... just fine, Carl. We're going over the interviews now so that Mrs. Dexter can get at them. No problems, I assure ...ou."Mrs. Dexter? thought Ann. Shades of guilt before the eye-hungry husband? Something's astir and I don't think it's my imagination."Everything is under control, Carl," finished Ann, hoping that would send her husband back to the catacombs where he belonged. Over her shoulder, she could almost feel George's eyeballs snapping back, then he. You're getting some stubble." Yes, Mistress." Nina climbed off the table and retrieved her shorts. As she moved around, the anal stimulator shifted within her, reminding her of its presence, and sending flashes of arousal through her. 'I don't know how I'm going to make it through this workout ... and I also never knew how sensitive my ass was.'Coming back into the workout area, she saw Mistress Margo and her slave using the elliptical trainer. The slave was trying to work the machine, and her. Do you take plastic?"As I expected there was a snort at the other end."Sure honey, and I still believe in Santa. This is strictly a casheconomy, OK?" OK, I'm at the Holiday Inn. Where should we meet?" What's your name baby?"What to call myself? Looking down at the bible I said "Gideon, itsGideon" Ok Gideon, that's a nice name. Go to the bar and sit at the table inthe corner by the fire. Put a copy of the hotel magazine on the tableand order me a white wine spritzer, so it looks as if you're. Hanna had come up with a way to help me on my plan, and she’d needed to return to Braka and figure out how to make it work. For some reason too arcane for me to understand, she’d taken Cat with her. Now the sun was slowly disappearing beneath the two-story buildings to the other side of the street, and I was worried they would never return.I’d never liked being too far from Cathy. Whenever she’d left the chambers of my prison I’d gotten anxious, my mind going to places where logic said it.