I ain't no slave."Yvette, who never lapsed into slang, was recklessly sharp, her eyes glowing. She was shockingly alluring to Laura at that moment. Go..., if I were a man I'd rape her, Laura realized."I... want you... very much," she swallowed, whispering hoarsely, overcome by desire herself."Why don't we take a bath together?" Yvette smiled. "If you've still got your period, that would be real clean, you know?" I've really almost stopped," Laura said, hypnotized with lust. "I didn't want you. He treated me like crap for years until I started looking like a girl. Then he tried to ask me out. I was not polite when I turned him down and he wasn't happy about it.My relationship with Cody was less than cordial after that. If he spoke to me at all it was to put me down or call me names. He was not a nice person in the best of times. Now that he held a grudge he made my life unpleasant whenever he got the opportunity. And he frequently went out of his way to create the opportunity.Anyway,. She actually saw his tense muscles relax, and that warm spot expanded. His non-verbal communication, even though it was unconcious, spoke much louder than words.She brushed her teeth while she sat on the toilet, and wondered if he could hear the splash of her urine as it hit the water in the bowl. She’d wondered that when she was with Tim too, but had never had the chance to find out. She looked into the mirror. Her hair was a mess, but her brush was out there, in her room, on her dressing. Do you remember the man who tied us up several months ago?" Yes, Mistress." They look very much alike, don't they?" Yes, Mistress. At first I thought that it WAS him. But then I realized that it wasn't. I was still frightened though." You remember that I told you that the man who came here was Peter Hotaling? And that I work with Peter at McCarthy Publishing?" Yes, Mistress." Peter looks like the man who harmed you, but he would never harm you, or myself. He's a good man who shares our affinity.