She wondered how he would respond to her as she started his domination. She stared at him hoping that she might intimidate him a bit.For his part he d...d feel a little intimidated. She looked like an old time schoolteacher. She reminded him of some of the women who met with his mother back when he would serve them."I was wondering about your scarves? Just, how is it that your mother started you wearing them?" I was around 4 or 5 and I went into her bedroom this day and said, "Mom, I can't tie my. Once he’d taken note of everything in the room, he pulled a paperback book out of the side pocket of his cargo shorts, flopped into the blue plastic beanbag chair and read. He was half way through the second book of the Lord of the Rings trilogy.Today there were two new items in the room; a spinet piano and a classical guitar. Sarah’s observation to Dr. Widener that the boy seemed to be playing a piano, at least in his mind, got the psychologist to wondering if music might be a valid line of. ."I smiled serenely, closed my eyes for a moment to catch a glimpse of the images I'd promised, and a low rumbling worked its way out of my chest."It's gonna be sweeeeeet ... soooooo fuckin' sweeeeeet." I drawled. "You may be in love with Izzy, Half-pint, but by the time I'm done playing with you, we'll all know beyond a shadow of a doubt who loves you."Peggy shivered, shuddered and shook. Her breath was coming in heaving gasps and her fingers were clamped tightly on my upper arms. Her knees. "Nola did some housework while I searched the Internet for images of Indian women. I would give the man what he wanted, but if he desired true images, they would have to wear clothes. Braided hair, but no feathers. I sat down and composed a note to John Marquette after downloading some images to back up my argument."Mr. Marquette, I sent you sketches by fax of the Indian maids. I still don't know what you want exactly. I have done some research and I find that most Indian women were never nude..