Wake up. It's only a dream." The bedside light was on.His eyes snapped open and he looked confused. Then, recognizing me, he pulled me to him and sobb...d on my breast. I sat down on the bed and cradled his head in my arms and on my lap. "It's the pain killers. And the chemo," he said. "I have terrible dreams. I'm afraid of the dark." He was still trying to catch his breath between sobs and his cheeks were streaked with tears. My soldier brother, always so sure of himself, was a big baby.Mike was. He had to do it himself... or... what about Mistress? Maybe the trick would be to send Candy to Mistress from time to time. By the time he got home he had a plan, he’d have a go at it but maybe he could work out a deal with Mistress as a backup. Being a master must be stressful, at least until he got the hang of it, so he might need to send Candy to Mistress when he needed a rest.He headed for home and turned his mind towards Marsha — more specifically what to do with Marsha. I ought to think. Turn your answer phone on. Now!’ She seemed agitated but Heather is my girlfriend. She had never been this peremptory. I obeyed. ‘Come on. We are going down the fire stairs.’ My office is at the end of a corridor, by the fire stairs and furthest from the lift. Heather peered out of the door, beckoned to me, and we slipped through the fire door to the stairs. Once we were two floors down she told me why. ‘Steve. You are stupid. You know all about computers yet you do something any idiot could. Please can go and use the toilet now?”Millie smiled to herself because she knew exactly what Nina would do when she got to the toilet. However, she replied, “Yes, Nina, you can of course go to the toilet. Just make sure you ask me or Miss Carson every time before you do, though. If you forget to ask then expect another spanking. Also, I need to make sure that you remember not to wash the streaked make-up from your face and so hold your left hand out in front of you for two strokes.”Nina gasped.