A bitch, A Bitch!" tapping harder with each consecutive expletive."You thought you could come into my home. Get your jollies off. Use me for your perv...rted little fantasies. Yet still retain total control. You thought you could call me a bitch. Order me around like all the frightened little people who scurry around your existence. But you can't. You can't control me. But I can control you."For emphasis, she used the crop to force his chin up, his head back. Timing it so his neck reached its. If you could take a moment to make even a very brief comment, I would love to hear why you like what you like, or how I could improve the story or correct errors. I live for your comments! Oh, and chapter five is about halfway done I think, I will post it ASAP. *happy wave* * Riding Saracen together to market became a custom between them. The stable did not lack steeds, and Lilac could now sit her own mare, yet they persisted without speaking of it. Lilac relished their physical closeness, no. "That was amazing!" Tracy said to Elizabeth.She beamed. "It came to me in a flash. I didn't know if it could be done. I'm glad the AI understood my intentions. AI, has anyone else asked for anything like that before?" No," came the reply. "Your idea is so far unique." I would like, then, to lay some claim to the idea. I think others will appreciate the idea when they see it. You will of course cooperate, but will you please explain my desire to use the idea as my trademark? Please tell them. ...yes...maam," he replied."You had better come in then young man." Matt followed her through thefront door and into the hallway. "Close the front door and leave yourbag here, I would like to have a chat with you before I show you to yourroom." She showed Matt into the front room on the right side of thehall. "Take a seat, I will make some tea.....you do like tea?" Oh, yes.....please, that would be lovely......i'm quite thirstyactually." Matt gingerly sat down in the middle of a burgundy.