" "I don't know, really. I just know we were meant to be together. I'm meant to master his life, and he belongs to me." Wendy just shook her hea... a little and then drove on in silence. I got lost in my own thoughts again in the quiet of the car, then I blurted out, "I can't share him with you, not emotionally. I'll share his body with you, infact I'm looking forward to that, but he's to be my slave, alone" "I don't know if I like that. What if I refuse?" It was a question,. “Actually,” she said, nodding in the direction of John’s prick. “Judging by that, it looks like you’re very pleased to see me. I seem to remember that you were always pestering me for sex back in the day, but it never happened, did it?”“No. It was all talk back then I suppose.”“I bet you wanked when you went back home after we had been hanging about together though. Fantasized about fucking me I expect.”“Well, what else could I do? I fancied you like mad but there was always the rest of the. I had only a second to move out of his way and barely made it in time. I tucked into a roll and twisted so I was facing where we almost collided.He had nearly collided with the wall, as he had lunged unrestrained. I drew my sword and readied for his next attack. I was not disappointed as he turned and drew his sword before lunging toward me. I brought my sword up just in time to block and countered with a slash of my own. We began trading blows, missing one another by bare millimeters. I could. Doctor Jamison talked to Mom and Dad a few hours a day for the rest of that week. When they left to go home, they both looked a lot happier than I’ve seen them in too many years. Mom was hanging on Dad like she was a newlywed–like I used to look when Mark and I walked together. ******** I’m stronger now. It’s been almost six months since Doctor Jamison first put me under hypnosis. I see things so much clearer. There are so many things that I did, said, and felt which I now see were so.