I know. Thank you. I’m ... not really ready for that.”“You know, we’ll never push you to do something you don’t want to do.”“It’s not ...bout wanting. In fact, it is about wanting. This has been a bit of a stressful day. You know?”“If you want to talk about it, we can talk in the car.”Mary said goodbye to everyone and slipped her sweater back on before her jacket. She didn’t get up close to any of the girls, though, and we went out the back to my car.“Sorry I didn’t want to play,” she said as we. "Well, who do we have here?" the woman's voice was deep and musical. "La Ronda, don't be rude. Introduce me to your friend."Sara Jean turned. La Ronda looked equal parts confused and terrified. When she spoke, her voice fluttered nervously. But between her shallow breathing and the nipples raising massive bumps in her t-shirt, it was impossible for Sara Jean not to notice her friend was wildly aroused."This is Sara Jean. She lives in #4. Sara Jean, this is Abigail, she just moved into #1."Sara. Become Burt again. Become a man. Become a servant.That was all she wanted now. She was sure of that.But she thought of Thornton, and she thought of Gladys's fawningservility and just for a moment she questioned that resolve.3It should have made him feel better, but seeing Mavis come to visit himin the gaol made Burt feel far, far worse.She appeared in the doorway of the gaol house and through the bars andacross the open space, their eyes met. A part of him quickened to seeher, yearning for some. I then closed her bedroom window. I took off all her clothing. Then I laid Kelly on her back on her bed. I began tying her hands to the top bed posts, followed by her feet on the bottom. I made sure I taped her mouth shut. I used ammonia capsules to wake Kelly up when all felt right. Her light blue eyes glowed as she looked around her bedroom. When she saw me, she started panicking. But having her tied up, there was nothing she could do. All she could do was violently shake her head. I waited.