Tim saw the tears and pulled Jessica close to him. The shuddering of her body as she cried hurt him. It was his own selfishness that didn't allow him ...o think what his leaving had done to his daughter."Jess, what do you want me to do? I can't come back. Your mother and I..."She sniffled in, and then said, "I want you to talk with her. You told me you loved her and that's why you married her. I have to believe that. So talk. I want you to be in my life and the only way that can happen is for you. This summer just turned out to be horrible and even at night like this, the heat was unbearable. I was finishing up the dishes when I turned around and groaned at the fact that I still had to sweep and mop the kitchen, as well as vacuum the entire living room. This was not a good day to have this much work to do. I sighed as I grabbed the broom and started sweeping up, but started to get too sweaty. So I said fuck it and took off my shirt and felt my long black hair fall onto the skin of my. ."'Don't!' she wanted to cry. 'Don't leave me! Please! Take me with you!'She didn't speak, just stood staring up at him with her huge blue eyes."Get dressed!" he growled suddenly. "And wear something warm, we may have to walk."He strode from the room and pulled the door too.Izzy didn't waste any time. The minute the door closed she dove under the shower and washed briskly.She dressed in jeans, t shirt and a thick sweater. Pulling on thick socks and flat heeled boots, she brushed through her. I looked up to find everyone at our table watching me."I think he understands," Jaime said.Lady Brighid nodded. "Yes, I believe so too." Now, for the real test," Jaime said. "Can you take it further?"I frowned. "Further?"She nodded. "If given a sub, can you Dominate? If given to a Dom, can you serve?"I took a deep breath and blew it out. I started to shake my head, no, but I stopped. Hadn't my understanding of what it meant included that? No, it hadn't. I looked at Jaime. "I don't know." I.