He is smarter as Fang, so much smarter. But for each of us, our original mind is predominantly in control. Mostly, it is little things. If Di wants a ...nack, she is likely to grab a chocolate bar. Yet as Dire, I am more likely to grab something like vinegar potato chips or pretzels. Di loves relaxing and reading, Dire will binge watch 8 hours of TV and movies at a time. I am sitting here, interacting with you as if I am Di, because this is who you know. But if it is just me alone, I can see. I stammered out a “yes Mistress,” and she smiled and walked on. I never did decide if she had been joking or if she really knew what was going on. Brigitte and Becky loved it whichever it was. They pulled hard on my rope and laughed while calling me, “slave.”When we reached their house, Brigitte explained, “We aren’t allowed to have guests in the house when our parents are gone, so we’re going to play in the backyard. Becky why don’t you take him there while I get some ‘toys’ for us to use?”. Grinning, the evil sergeant approached, unlatching his belt. He had already unbuttoned his shirt.“Yer gonna fuck me?” Alicia asked, half-laughing, not believing her bad luck.“We’re all gonna fuck ya, slut-bod!” Torque sneered at her. Then he grinned at her. It was a mean look on his face. “First, we’re gonna stake ya in here, an’ then…” his grin widened. He laughed as he watched her come to an understanding…With new horror, Alicia suddenly saw the image in his cruel, vastly evil mind. They. Show's over."No! Wayne, you're my boss," I say, maybe a little too shrilly. "Thiswas a mistake," I say, pulling my hand away from the unfamiliar lumpand setting down my wineglass before leaping to my feet.. "I don't knowwhat I was thinking," I say, sotto voce to myself, but sure he willhear, as I spin round to face him."Ellen," he starts to say, standing to tower over me and looking at mewith such tenderness. He leans in to kiss me again, soft and gentle asbefore. It's a long, slow, lingering.