I beg you!”“Nyet,” I answered as I walked out the door, half-regretting it due to what she just told me.Part of me would have loved to be with a...girl who didn’t sweat my womanizing for a change. I still couldn’t put up with slapping, though. It was, as I told her, a dealbreaker. If I had slapped her, I would have been wrong, too. Who knew ... maybe in a year’s time or something, but maybe not.All that I knew was that I wouldn’t put up with that kind of bullshit. Not now. Not ever. It was a. Take a look at this. These are from our fifth and sixth tracks this morning. We were so lucky! We just barely managed to catch this. Look! This is time-index 987 seconds into the fifth track. See the anomaly right here, at 4:24:43 AM?"Eliana stared for a moment. "Well, the squiggles certainly look different. What does it mean?" These are those weird extra echoes I've recorded before." Ah. What will you bet if we go back again, they won't be there?" Yeah. We probably should retest, but no bet.. But, we both knew she was only torturing me yet again. I stared at her writhing feet, barely able to breathe, completely unable to move my eyes from them, my racing pulse pounding in my temples. My mouth became dry and I had trouble swallowing, but my eyes feasted on her sweet, nyloned soles and evil, tempting toes. ‘Mmmm…and now,’ her words brought me back from my ogling void, ‘it’s time for my relaxing massage.’ Without another word, with a grin on her face, and with her toes splayed wide and. ’ ‘Yes, Mistress.’ ‘I’m going out for a bit. Shower, shave, then go upstairs and wait in my room.’ ‘Yes, Mistress.’ Drake had no doubt she was going flying- she’d been fidgety all afternoon and the massive windows and open rooms had giving him the impression that the dragon was a being of open places, not confining buildings. As he walked he heard a joyful roar outside, which brought a smile to his lips. Heading downstairs, Drake walked bowlegged due to the plug still in his ass. She’d wanted.