Setting the Scene; Christian has lost his beautiful slave. Anastasia has become an assistant editor at a Seattle Magazine. Ana has managed to get hers...lf in a kettle of trouble with her boss, Jack who is steamed and at full-boil.Fresh:It all felt fresh and anew since I had left Christian nearly three months ago. Fresh and invigorated, taking pride in my new job as an assistant editor at a Seattle publishing company. All the soreness in my bum and the violet purple bruises had faded away. I was. ‘I don’t even know how I got here. Like, I don’t even know your address.’ ‘I’m sure I must have told it to you once,’ said Hayato. ‘Or maybe it was just your drunken intuition. Anyway, I’m mixing up some hangover cure for you. It’s my secret recipe.’ Yui said nothing, just contemplated the swimming patterns on Hayato’s walls. Did she have anything left in her to vomit? ‘I have to make these for my dad all the time,’ Hayato said. ‘I don’t know who drinks harder – teenagers or salarymen.’ Five. I could not look at him, in those few minutes he had left me alone, the breeze delightfully flirting my sexuality had awakened a perverted monster inside of me, seeking forbidden pleasures which could not be spoken of. The fire of my new desire had to be doused, at least for now. I pulled him over the bonnet, he screamed as I put his shiny waxed back on the cold metal, trying to get up, but I pinned him. He moved up, resting his back on the equally cold glass and I sat on him, guiding his cane. There was an inspector, flanked my hawaldar, and he was shouting at people locked inside, who appeared to be drunk. “Excuse me, sir! I called the cop. He turned around looking at me from top to bottom. I was wearing a yellow saree, with matching blouse and petticoat.How may I help you, madam?” asked the cop while approaching closer. I told him about my car getting picked up from the no parking zone. “Why don’t you go and wait at my desk on the other side of the wall, I will be there in a.