You flop back onto the bed, scrambling up it so that you are spread-eagled. The sheet rucks up and rumples around your body as you pull it un-tucked i... your unseemly haste to obey me. "Spread your arms and legs, boy" I say, and you do - you point each limb at each corner of the bed. I'm enjoying this - you're being good. You're cooperating. That said, I also want my fun - I want you to understand what this is. I'll punish you if I want, simply because I want to. That stuff about cooperation is. I managed to distract myself enough to stand just as I saw her. She was even more beautiful than I remembered. It had only been a week, but it felt like 4. She was wearing these goth pants we had gotten together on a random impulse buy, and because she was so innocent at heart, the contrast made her irresistible. Her hair flowed down to just below her shoulders and as she smiled at me and said my name in the high pitched squeak that she knows I love, she started running towards me.I got up to. Lady Midnight had indicated that she would be sitting on the terrace of ‘Aenaon’, a high-class taverna with a panoramic view of the crystal blue waters. Tamara spotted her first. Becka was dressed for the climate, in a purple halter top, cut-off shorts, massive sun-glasses and a stylish wide-brimmed straw hat. A young blond girl dressed in a local style was already seated at Becka's table, whom Tamara didn't recognize. She assumed the girl was a local Greek maiden; she wore her hair scraped. You didn't know her too well, but she was a close friend of your sister.You reached down your pocket and felt the touch of your crystal necklace. Father left it at your table before he disappeared. Beside the blue jewel was a note, you remembered the scene clearly. The note said that it's the same necklace father used for his hypnosis and that it was his most powerful focus. This weekend was a good time to try it out. And sadly for the girls, you had some dubious things in mind.Music blared.