M., I saw “the look.” I wish I could describe it better, but it was the kind of look that a woman gives you when she thinks you are just a ridicu...ous piece of shit or something. Once I saw that, I knew that she was about to get belligerent. I was somehow able to get her to head down the hall to our bedroom. I helped get her undressed and into bed while she started to berate me a little. In no time at all, she passed out cold. I went back out to the living room, but the party was over at. She turned to face him her breathing shallow and fast. The cool air making her skin goose bump as she watched his reaction. He was pleased she could see as he handled the implement in his hand. A grin on his lips as he examined her intimately. “Good girl Claire” he said “excellent choice. Come here”. She took the two steps towards him and stood right in front of him. He pushed his face into her chest and breathed in her perfume, as if wanting her scent to fill him, to nourish him. He leaned. "If I never go back there, they won't be able to do anything to me. He can bring in Tanar to verify my story, and Irving can tell him about whatever it was that I did up in the Harrowing chamber. It will help if we take Wynne with us; Greagoir trusts her. She won't help us free Anders, but I know she will protect me."Tomas spoke up. "We will bring enough of a force to the meeting to give them pause should they wish to take Sierra. In addition to which, if it becomes necessary, I will tell them. I was locked in this room hundreds of miles from home. If I tried to run away, they would just find me and I would be sent anyway, but not before receiving the beating of my life. I was trapped and I knew it. Luckily, I know some witchcraft and contrary to popular belief, body exchange is possible as I'm sure you've discovered. So anyway, I'd like to stay and tell you all about it, but your new master is due here any minute, so I gotta run." Oh and you're going to love Hong Kong. Bitch!.