Still in my own little world, I'm unable to say anything. "No problem" or anything would have been nice. She turns back to me, no doubt wondering why ... didn't reply. She catches me in mid-stare at her face. As she blushes a deep shade of red she again faces forward. But I can tell she is trying to look at me in her peripheral vision. She is on to me...She suddenly seems a little less sturdy, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. But as I do nothing overly flirty, I do not say. When her eyes leveled with the pane of glass in the small window, she groaned in disappointment. Behind the glass was another glass, opalescent and milky-white. The brighter portions of it, she saw, were due to the fact that a pair of fluorescent tubes provided the illumination she had taken for granted as sunlight. They must have a manner of dimming them.But she recalled that someone had told her fluorescents could not be dimmed electrically. If the current dropped, they would either flicker. " He said as the cock see sawed in and out of him again."And lastly, he'll do anything your little heart desires for you."Kimberly was absolutely dumb founded by all of this, "Is this some porno version of Punk'd?" She asked."Oh no, it's real, your boss, who you no longer need to call Mr. Taylor is my sex slave, and he can be yours as well."I don't know what kind of twisted stuff you guys are into, but I'm pretty sure I don't want to be any part of it." Kimberly said, starting to regain some. Inside was a leather choker and a key fob. She picked it up and looked at it. It was stiff with a liner and there was a finger print reader on the locking tab at the back. Rogue picked up the key fob and spotted a small instruction manual under it.“Self-Control Power inhibition collar, fashion model…” Rogue read as her eyes widened.“It’s so you and you alone are in control of your powers,” Logan said.“I know this is a source of great anxiety for you Rogue,” Xavier spoke up, “But please, we just.