I walked out and started down the corridor when I felt a poke in the back.“I will shoot you right here if you start anything.”I stopped walking.�...Now we are going to walk back to your table, and I am going to leave with my bitch of a daughter. After I am done with her, I will leave you the sloppy leftovers. Now move.”The harder poke in my back made me move. I walked slowly, thinking at the speed of light. This bastard was not going to get Kendi. It seemed that my life for hers was a fair trade. " Astrid smiled broadly. "Jean finds them quite inspiring. So do I." Then you have to make copies for me." For both of us," Doris put in."I'll be glad to. It's too bad there are so few videos of you, Helen. You and Sandy seem to always be at your apartment."Doris grabbed Helen's shoulder, turning her. "That makes me think, Helen. Why hasn't Sandy moved in with you?" I haven't asked him to," she replied as Astrid tried very hard to become a fly on the wall."For god's sake, why not? You're as. Now start to work up and down, using your tongue just under the head. Good. I'll make you a real girl yet. Now as you come up, try sucking on it a little more. Very nice. I'll bet you had those guys in the theatre cumming in minutes." With that she let out one of the meanest laughs I've ever heard. "Okay, enough fun for you. Now I want you to do something for me. I want you to understand your place in this relationship. Do you understand?" "You want me to be your servant, right?" . The last thing she put away was the letter she had been writing. Rachel touched the tip of her finger to the edge of her signed name and breathed a sigh of relief. It was dry. The letter was very important to Rachel. She had written it on special stationary and had used her quill and ink set. As a poor college student it was astounding that she would spring for such a luxury in the first place. Every time she used it she risked wasting it. This particular letter was worth it. Carefully, Rachel.