“Come on.” She grabbed Tony’s hand and pulled him in the opposite direction.Tony realized that they were now holding hands. What did that mean? ...nd Manjula had referred to him as her “boyfriend”, or was that just an excuse to talk to the blonde? He decided to just enjoy it.Manjula paused when they reached the store. “You know why I asked you to bring me here, instead of the other girls?”“Why?”“Because the others will treat me like an idiot.”“You’re not an idiot.”“What I want is to buy clothes. We sat and looked at each other, our eyes not leaving one another’s. You raised your eyebrows. I raised mine. You smiled. I smiled. We seemed to be able to read each other’s mind. You paid the bill and we walked back out to the car. It was getting dark out now. Before you opened my door, you put your arms around me, pulled me to you and kissed me a soft, sweet kiss. I kissed you back as I felt your hands drop down and feel my bottom. We pulled away at the same time and you opened the door for. The slaves and submissives under his tutelage knew instantly what and who they were dealing with. They strove to do his bidding, working for and craving the infrequent praise he gave, yet all knew one slight, single word of acknowledgement from Master Donovan meant something. There were only orders, never suggestions. He gave no sympathy. He showed no mercy. There were no excuses. There were no misunderstandings or do-overs. His directives were exacting and very specific. No one ever dared to. ’ Ava paused and stared out the window. Her gaze was full of sadness and surrender. Dr. Prescott tried to make eye contact, but Ava refused. ‘How does it make you feel to know that you are being used? What are you getting from this?’ the Doctor asked gently. Ava sighed deeply and slowly. ‘They’re using me and I’m using them. It’s consensual and honest. I’m safe, I’m in control, and I get to be whoever I want to be.’ The last few words were laced with anger, and Dr. Prescott knew better than.