"Scene 120: Interior : a dark room with a small circular podium in the centre.MIX TO MEDIUM SHOT OF GIRL STANDING ON PODIUMWe see she is standing with...her wrists chained over her head, She is still gagged.VOICE OVER: "What you wanted. When you wanted it. How you wanted it. But how do you get just what you want?"ZOOM TO CLOSE UP OF GIRL'S CHAINED WRISTS & TRACK TO CLOSE UP ON GAG.Scene 130: Interior : an office desk and comfortable arm chair.SFX: FADE DOWN AUDIO TRACKMIX TO WIDE SHOT OF. ” Claire Dobell-Bull’s smile - unlike the rest of her - was thin. It had been a difficult conversation but these things had to be done. One of the problems with a parliamentary democracy was that you had to go on winning votes in the House and there were always people that needed to be encouraged to see things the same way that the Cabinet did. This one would be all right though, she thought. She’s new, still got her ideals. She just needs to understand how things work at Westminster. “It’s. Damn I was so horny!Just as she shucked her jacket and leather shoulder bag, I reached her, wrapping her up in my arms from behind. She laughed brightly."What are you doing?"Lifting her, I carried her over to the sofa, putting her down and bending face first over the arm. Her sexy butt gained wondrous shape. Lovely. "I'm doing what I was dreaming about when we almost had an accident," I informed her.Keira's face turned to look over her shoulder at me, her soft brown eyes twinkling with. " It might work," Shantar grunted, pessimistically. "But only if it was a good sized force whose commander was known to you personally. A small force wouldn't be strong enough to do us any good, and I wouldn't like to bet on how they might act if they didn't believe your claim to be Princess Ashaia." They would treat me with courtesy, at least!" Maybe," Gortai grunted. "But I'd bet the other way if it was my money. Or my daughter." All right, then. What should we do?" She dropped the argument.