" he said. I went weak at the knees and slid to the floor, crying. As as he turned to go out the door, I said "I'll do it." Do what." He asked "I'll d... what you want." You'll be my slut" Yes." Say it then." Say what" That you will be my obedient slut"l sobbed. "I..I..I'll be your obedient slut." I stammered. He smiled "Take off your clothes." he demanded. "What here." I said. He stared at me and said if you ever question me again I will whip your arse now get your clothes off. My hands trembled. It was all she knew when she had woken up in the boring hospital room. Mr. and Mrs. Davis had been very kind. They told her that she was their daughter but she didn’t recognize them. Her head hurt every time she tried to press herself to remember her previous life. The doctor had said that due to damage in the cerebral cortex and amygdale regions in the brain which caused Retrograde Amnesia. Now she was in Paris, with Brian, her mentor. When she was lost and her life had no meaning, only. ‘I’m sorry…’ was all I could manage. ‘Yeah, sure!’ She shot back at me. I pulled back and looked at her quizzically. ‘Don’t look at me like that! I heard what you said about me with your friends.’ ‘What? Oh, it’s not like that. I didn’t mean what I said to them, I know I should have stuck up for you but… I just didn’t want them pissed at me and talking about me behind my back. I know that doesn’t excuse what I did… I’m really sorry.’ I said looking apologetically at her tear streaked face.. Yes, it would be nice to have someonefor me to lean on. I could be very comfortable taking orders for a change insteadof giving them, but that's not the situation I'm in. And you, are you married?" "Never been married. Haven't ever been able to find the right woman who sharesmy interests." "And what are these interests of yours that no one else shares." "I didn't say no one else shares my interests. I just said that I have neverfound anyone that I wanted to marry who shared my interests." I.