She had lost Toddy before she'd finished writing the first line of the formula."Gentlemen, please!" Toddy demanded. "Must we talk shop during our meal...?"Lieutenant Payne turned to Toddy and quietly, politely advised him with that Virginia patrician's accent of his, "Unfortunately, we are under a time crunch. Once we get back to Thule we'll be able to relax a bit." He considered his response for a second. "Maybe." With that, he turned to the mathematical maven and asked a question of the. " I replied, "I won't have others using my property without my permission."I half-expected a tirade, and her head did start to shake involuntarily in denial, but she just shivered and whispered, "Yes, sir." Do you know where I live, Amy?" Yes, sir." she was gazing raptly at my face, as if seeing me for the first time.I threw a couple of bills on the table to cover my meal and her tip and said, "Be there in one hour."About forty-five minutes later, her little Toyota pulled up into the front. ?There. Now its official, and don’t forget it, Mrs. Meadows.? It bothered her that she still called her Mrs. Meadows like he grew up doing. But what should she call him? Was there a correct way to address one’s slave? She didn’t know. ?Now, clean the apartment. It needs it, badly.? He was right. The apartment was a dump, and it surprised even her that Mia had failed to make a dent during her weeks of slavery. Hours later, just as she was finishing cleaning. And only when he decided I was ready, would he give it to me. He would enjoy telling me what he was going to do to me, but not everything. That would make me wonder what was going to happen. And he wouldn't need to use chains because his word would be law. He would know that the best whip he could use on me would be his own belt because for me, there would be no higher honour when it came to spanking than being slapped with a belt that he had worn. I knew what I wanted, I deserved to have these.