" she muttered. "Thought... it was you..." Oh, my God, were you raped?"She got a thoughtful expression, as though considering the possibility for the ...irst time. She shrugged. "Guess so." She was so dazed that she didn't seem to know whether that was good or bad.I tried to look stunned. "Well, are you hurt?" Nnnno."I sighed, pretending relief. "Let's get you out of here, honey." I helped her to her feet and straightened out her clothes. She allowed herself to be led back to the lobby and out of. ?I want it all, Mr. Post? she started slowly and deliberately, but grew more animated and emphatic as she proceeded. ?I want someone who will give up his entire being for me. Whose primary purpose in life will be to see to my every want, my every need, and my every desire, and be obedient to my every whim.? She stopped to take another sip. ?But I don’t want some servile wimp.? she then continued. ?I want a man, a strong man, a man whom everyone else would want, or want to be. . She already self-identified as dragon, and had her self-image ready to invest it’s righteous avatar. Since she couldn’t even wait, Xi decided to start. Achieving what she imagined was a dragonish mental state, she shifted the mental frames of self-reference.The beauty of self-shifting is that at some level, everyone decides who they really are for themselves, and it isn’t (much) affected by the objective reality consensus, as it is internalization of self.And it was done. Painless, as every. "Let's see: your pulse is about nine-hundred-fifty, right?" she teased. "I hope you'll forgive me, but I took unfair advantage of you. I'm used to being naked. Oh, here's Muriel with the robes. Muriel, could I ask one more favor, please?" Missy described where her folder of pictures was hidden and asked Muriel to bring them.While Muriel was fetching the pictures, Missy gave a very abbreviated version of how she got to the Tee and the essentials of what it was like. Erica may not have believed.