And oh, that cock.He came around to the side she was facing, away from the window. He pulled back the lace-lined duvet cover. She rolled to her back a...d opened her eyes.Her arm laid across her chest. The other down her side with her hand laid strategically over her muff. Her legs fell to the side, knees together.She kept her promise, too.He reached out his hand to her. She lifted it from her breast and took it. He led her up into a seated motion, until her face was level with his extended. Her dignity was not in the least impaired by her wearing nothing but the now familiar short dressing-gown which buttoned only at the neck, revealing most of her breasts and the shaven mons as she walked in."Flatterer," she said, "I can see that we will get on very well. I am the Princess Ayda, Alima's mother, as I am sure you are well aware. You must be Robinson, the Master's new butler." I have that honour, ma'am," said Robinson as a younger version of Ayda bustled into the room, similarly. ? He was ashamed but nobodywas laughing. ?It was in Spain , that's why it's called The Spanish Inquisition. After a moment of silence she went on. ?Andrew, the Spanish Donkey is not and I read literally: ?An indigenous specimenof donkeys, more stubborn and smaller preferred by Witches..' We have beenstudying for two weeks the different torture devices and a Spanish Donkey isa wooden device with a small edge where the Inquisitors sat stubborn Witchesto make them confess. Vanessa was getting more. She had actually made him a cup of tea last night when they returned from the hospital. For once there had been no barbed comments or jibes. He had been most surprised.No doubt she'd be back on form soon enough. He kind of hoped so — Danni being nice was rather unsettling.Glancing at his watch he saw time was running on. If he got his skates on he had time to go home and shower before making his way to the hospital to see Nicole again. That gave him all the motivation he needed to hurry down.