No relationships. Relationships were too serious with me and it ruined things.“How are we doing?” I asked softly. I still sat beside her, still st...oked her hair, contemplating all of these things, like an idiot, while she was still under me and in my care. With her still breathing so calmly, with her still lifted in offering, all I wanted was to command her outfits all fucking week and watch her obedience when it felt like bliss. When other people would stare at her in interest, I wouldn’t feel. "You fixed it, maybe not completely, but you got rid of the worst of it. And then you held her. Kristen doesn't have a friend in the world, and you, her tormentor, just held her. And you showed me that you WERE the person that I loved. And, more importantly, you showed Kristen."I shook my head. I'll never understand women. I wondered if I would be able to give myself a ticket and wish to understand them."But I just held her," I protested."And you invited her to lunch with us. You realized,. Not to one of embarrassment as I half expected, but rather to one of anticipation. She shifted in her seat and leaned forward. I could hear her breathing more deeply and saw her lips purse slightly in the half light. “You ok?” I couldn’t stop myself whispering in her ear, breathing in the delightful smell of her and feeling her blonde hair brush my face. “Oh yes,” she murmured, with a nod and that by now familiar, irresistible smile. As the scene progressed we heard – though did not see for. Those with money were bullies and bigots that thought they had the right to push around anyone that had less than they did. I try very hard to see people as equals, no matter what. That's just how I am."You ask what price I'm getting out of this? The answer is nothing. You asked why it is, that a sixteen-year-old girl is doing this? Because it's the right thing to do. You see, when and if the company survives and if the company comes to me, I'm going to turn the company over to the employees..