He thought about that scent and realized that, even under threat of harm, he could never describe it. It was simply ... her."How can this be," he aske... her in wonder. "How, after what you did to me, can I be reacting to you like this?" The frightened look faded from his visage, replaced with eagerness."Another survival technique," she purred as she began rubbing her body on his. Her nipples were already peaked, and this time a flush spread from her neck to her breastbone. "We give off. Ann said she regretted it at first, but then she was proud of herself too."So, would you like to see what's on here?" Giles asked, holding a stick between thumb and fingertips."Yes," was out of my mouth before Giles had finished his sentence.Ann hesitated. She looked nervous but eventually said, "Yes," too.Giles plugged the stick into the back of the TV. He sat the other side of Ann and set the slideshow going. The first group of pictures was of Ann and me, then Ann alone.Then came the big. And yet, they had a point. I was about to bring Baxter in on another deal, and they were right about the Syndicate not giving up. Maybe I was naive.“What do you think?” I asked, turning to Emily.“I think they’re right. Maybe not about being naive, but you are very trusting sometimes. You have to think about what’s best for you and all the people counting on you. And it’s not like you’re hurting him. Sure, there’s the loyalty thing, but in return, you are also making sure he never gets sick. Maybe her mind was rejecting the changes. Maybe the differences in the way her life had been and the way it would be now had not had a chance to soak in yet. There, she would be expected to kneel and be subservient to a man. To all men, really, but Prince Mordrin, her betrothed, especially.?And, if your master desires, he may sell you or your services to another for a-.??That’s absurd!? shrieked Nynivea. ?That’s the most uttely awful thing I’ve ever heard!??Quiet!? roared Master Elan.?We have.