Not what has been, nor whatuseless will get. She shuddered to herself."Step onto the towel and dry yourself," she said kindly. "Then closeyour eyes. I...m going to make you perfect."Joan stepped and dried, feeling the soft towel slide across his nakedbody. It felt rough, not like satin, he thought, not like silk orlatex. I wish they made satin towels. Then he closed his eyes, smiling,though the arches of his feet hurt, standing in tip toe, and his buttclenched, needing something in it.Nurse. She hadn't even bothered to continue her speech toSam while she was talking to whoever was on the other end of that call.But while Sam steamed over the load of utter bullshit that was flowingfrom Amy's mouth she did notice something else. Amy sounded strangewhile she was talking on the phone. She had been very animated anddefensive while proclaiming her view on what women should be now, beforethe call.In that regard she was very much her old self. Jake had been equally asbellicose, especially. ..”“They’re Karg, Harry. He might not accept a challenge from a woman like ... Carol or Kelly. From a bruiser of a dyke like me? Harry, how could he refuse?“He accepts, I kill him ... are the Karg going to advertise their Chief was killed by a woman? Fuck no ... they’ll make up some bullshit story, and we won’t even have to get rid of the body, they’ll do it for us.”Harry motioned for another cup of coffee.“Same as the last, sweetheart.”“Yes Sir.”“Do you really think Patricia’s going to let you. Then comes an unexpected tug at her pierced nipple and looking down she sees a slim chain being hooked around the metal bar there. ?Up? comes the simple command from her Master, followed by a light tug at the nipple chain to encourage her up as he collects his bag in the other hand?Yesh Mashter? comes Sam’s garbled response as she manages to just get some words out around the gag?Follow me slut? is his simple command punctuated with another tug at the nipple chain, this one just a little.