That voice inside my head told me so. I knew that fighting that voice was fruitless. It was incessant, and I had human limitations. I’m sure the voi...e came from my collar, and it seemed to have more power over me than I consciously had.That didn’t leave me much choice.While Bob was soundly snoring away, I kept staring at the bed. It looked so comfortable despite the presence of the little shit sleeping in it. It was where I belonged, like a good little whore.Even a whore doesn’t necessarily. I hurt my knee doing something stupid and had to lay off anything strenuous for several weeks.I don’t know how you are about exercising, but dedicated gym rats like myself get off on it. It’s not sexual, but the endorphins released are similar. When we can’t do it, we go through something close to withdrawal. But I did want to get back into it, so I listened to my doctor and didn’t even try yoga. I found myself staring at my running shoes and day-dreaming of the miles I was missing. A few of my. Diana, there must be some mistake. Maybe your accountant misunderstood...”But Di was shaking her head. “He didn’t misunderstand; he repeated the amount back to me. I assume the two of you are pleased?”“Well, certainly. Shocked, even,” Ada replied.“But ... we can’t accept all this,” mother and daughter said as one, then turned to stare at each other when they realized what they had done.The Clan Queen just grinned at them. “The money from Jeff’s invention just keeps pouring in from the military,. :^) Did I mention that I love you? * Dear Girlfriend, Please let me watch you sometimes, I mean, Re: Your Last Letter. Do you want to watch me, sometimes? I mean, tell me if you’re offended. You don’t have to do anything that makes you even the tiniest bit uncomfortable. I want you to be happy you know me, not mad. Ever. Forgive me for asking if that’s all weird. I can’t go by Esme’s salon, ever, now. I mean, it wouldn’t bother me, but I worry that it might bother you. I only think of you when.