She tried to scream but only a muffled groan could be heard."Struggle all you want, bitch, the only air you'll get is when I release you, or if I deci...e to grace you with a fart directly into your pathetic littlenostrils," The mistress cruelly taunted, "and you'll be grateful for it too!"An agonisingly long 40 seconds passed until the mistress finally let her head go. The woman leaned back gasping for oxygen, her face turned a shade of red that nearly matched the colour of her hair."You made my. Yes, this made my life more complicated, but I was happy they’d decided to tell me. I guessed that there had to be some concern that tilted the decision to let me know.“So, what changed to make you finally decide to get in touch with me?”“Two guys named Brett and Clay, and our daddies,” Ashley replied with a bit of a sour expression.It turned out Brett was a rising star on the management team at one of Mr. Kincaid’s warehousing businesses. He’d shown his ambition, and everyone felt that someday. He was injured. He wasn’t at his full fighting skill. This was bad. So very, very bad.I rolled my shoulders. Waves of sand washed at me from the right. I turned in that direction, shifting my feet to keep my balance. Out of the sand, the sharp beak of the tarasque thrust down at me, the end tipped by a scything horn that would cut me in half when it bit.I would not perish here. I had my twin brother and our family to protect.My love burst from me as fire exploded into the mouth of the tarasque.. At least that's what people seem to call me."Alison laughed."What's so funny?" Charlene demanded."I jokingly called you that when I first talked to yourgrandmother. It looks as if Mother Gaea has a sense of humor." Yeah, my funny bone is going nuts." Well, Charlene, until we figure out the trigger, you're stuck.That poses a bit of a problem." No kidding," Charlene said."Well, in this case it's clothing. I was right that you wouldneed girl's clothing. It seems that the spell takes care of.