Now both were at the apex of their power. The Master’s control was firmly established, the Beast’s passion was fully unleashed. It was time to tes... that balance and bring them together, unseparated from the conscious mind. Stepping back from the reach of the poles, he watched calmly as they spun to a stop, then turned and strode back to where the remote rested on the floor, with a spring in his step that had not been there when he had shuffled into the room. Picking up the remote, he returned. Influencing the mind. Maybe he could trick Ashley into thinking he was someone else. It would be trickery for her own good. Surely that wouldn’t be too intrusive. Mike concentrated. He walked up and sat down across from her. Ashley looked at him. ‘What are you doing here, Jim?’ ‘It worked!’ Mike thought. ‘She really thinks that I’m her brother!’ ‘Just wanted to talk to my sister, that’s all…’ Mike said, as he watched her, intently. ‘Nothing wrong with that, right?’ She frowned and Mike was. When Erin made a comment about everything in the restaurant being cool to her, Erin rolled her eyes and replied, “For someone like you…it would be.” Erin didn’t know what the fuck that was supposed to mean, or what her problem was, but she did know that ‘Royalty’ she wasn’t at all like she was over the phone.And Erin was just too damn country for ‘Royalty’. The accent that was cute over the phone only sounded uneducated in public, and she couldn’t believe that Erin had the audacity to wear a. “I sawhim coming to the door. He was cut like a Greek god andhe had the kind of big brown eyes I would kill for.”“Well, all he knew how to talk about was football andStar Trek,” Michelle said, bending to reach the coldcompartment of the liquor cabinet. “Only old Star Trek,too, not the good one with that hottie Picard.”Anna laughed out loud. “I really am sorry.”“It’s not your fault.” Michelle felt the tears wellingup, but she.