"What's wrong Pete? Did I mess something up on the order I wrote the other day?" She seems like she is a little scared, so I decided to let her down...easy. "No, I'm horny as hell and it's keeping me from doing any work. Can you think of some way to help me out?" She laughed, smileed and casually uncrossed her legs, giving me the "Sharon Stone" shot of her black, lacy thong. "Well, I can think of a couple of things..." she says as she spreads her legs out a little more and slides her hand up. You are being too emotional. As long as Ana is kicking and breathing she’s fine. She knows that she can come to either of us if she ever wants to talk. The more that we pressure her is the more she’ll clam up. You know this.’ ‘Anyway, David, it’s nothing too serious and we’re just going to take it one day at a time. She’s on sick leave from work and we have her here relaxing in a stress free environment. That’s all that matters.’ ‘Yeah.’ Something is hurting her? What could it possibly be?. "With a slightly confused look on her face Yuri looked towards Rayne. "Hai Sensei." She said as she once again bowed.Rayne returned her bow once again and headed for the door of the shack. Elise approached Yuri with concern. "Yuri are you ok, you look troubled?"Yuri turned to her friend and tried her best to smile. "Elise-san, it is nothing, I am just not used to the way you do things here. In my home no Sensei would treat a student in such a casual manor. It is unsettling to me."Elise smiled. "Are you worried about your mother?" No, not mother. They killed her ... just two weeks after they killed my father." I'm sorry."She glared at me. "Don't jest, monsieur!" I mean it," I insisted with moral empathy, for I understood that she'd be upset having lost both of her parents. "I said that I'm sorry, and I am." But don't you realize who mother is? Even now?"I shook my head."Monsieur," she said. "I may be the daughter of the Marquis de Lyons, but my mother was his wife. She was Isabelle.