For instance; should I be watching some trashy reality TV dating show and think how a nerdy production assistant accidentally becoming an all-powerful...mind-controller and twisting the minds of the sexy young cast might be fun... this is where you might find that same tale in short form.Hey, that idea doesn't sound too bad. Let's file that one away for later. My writing is a super intelligent process.So feel free to weigh in, most Constructive Reader, let me know what you do and don't like.. ..You really care about them?" Lonna asked, frowning. "I alwaysthought nobles were too busy living it up to care about what happenedto the people on their lands." Perhaps some are," Liliath answered, shrugging her shoulders. "Ialways thought it was foolish to ignore the needs of those who feed us.Which is why I'll ask you again to go easy on them." Fine. If that's all? I kind of wanted to go out a bit." She glancedtoward the end of the hallway, where the guards had stopped to gape.When. ’ I walk into the bathroom and find that for the event it has been turned into something resembling a Greek bath. There are pillars and vines and grape leaves all over. Lovely Greek girls with huge fans to move the air. I slip into the first open stall and slide my panties off of my body and place them into my purse. Stepping back out of the ladies room I find the usher waiting most patiently as though he has no other patrons to care for all evening. ‘Right this way Ms. Aphrodite, I will show. He could feel a small trickle of liquid run down the side of his neck and a cold, numbing sensation came over the area. A local anaesthetic! ‘Just be a minute or two now.’ It was ‘the doctor’ muttering to himself. Powerless to resist, or even to protest, Rotkoff felt his inert tongue too big for his mouth. Cold, wrenching fear coursed through his body like an icy tide. He felt a hard inexorable pressure against the back of his neck. Although he could not move his limbs, he could feel the hot.