’ They both lapsed into silence for a time. After a few minutes Vala turned to look up at Rae. ‘You’re quiet, that’s not like you.’ Rae sh...ok her head and looked down but still didn’t speak. Cocking her head to the side, Vala studied Rae as she slid closer. ‘Rae?’ she said softly. Finally Rae looked up at her longtime friend, confidant and lover. Rae’s eyes were wet with tears. Rae could see concern blossom in Vala’s dark eyes as she was gripped by the shoulders and pulled close. ‘What is. She was thrilled that she had pleased him. Alex thanked him and pleaded for release. Not from the bondage. From the sexual tensions. He held up the clipboard with the papers. She cried. The Dom saw that exchange and looked thoughtful.She began to get hopeful towards the end. The numbness left her nipples first and the millions of tiny prickles that preceded full sensation almost set her off. The beautiful woman, having used the drug before, was watching for this and left Alex hanging on the. ...The face was familiar but it wasnt Asha....she saw my surprise and laughed...she told me that Asha wud explain things in the morning...she bowed to me and left my room....i was zapped beyond words...i didnt know what had happened and my mind and body just switched off.....i woke up to the sound of knocking on my door and when i opened the door, there stood Asha with my breakfast tray....she smiled at me and asked me not to be angry...she placed the tray on the floor and came close to me. She. I mean ... not that I should paint someone who didn’t compete with them ... I mean... Damn words! So, maybe when I use Annette and Morgan as models, my figures end up looking too perfect. I know they aren’t exactly perfect. They are human. But I love them. I would never paint the imperfection of a mole on Annette’s butt or Fay’s one nipple that points just a little farther left than the other. I have to really think about it to identify even those tiny imperfections in my lovers.But Scary Girl.